I know its desires

I see the shades of the death walking

in the horizon on its eyes

and the hammer in my hands

that you are the beautiful rose

I feel smell of the death

the black rose being born

in a light breeze the death

hugs me for the victory as a dream!

sunrise lost in the hell

of the blood! slaughter!

hatred! fire!

and pain!

come of the battle for revenge

in the war with satan... with satan!

in a mistic way in the search of the brave

it searchs of the victory.

I latch my eyes

for you lord of all desires

the more fine anthem...

the song for my end...

song for my death!!!

wickedness and malediction

is not a dream!!!

now is a nightmare of the black rose

anthem of the black rose