Lyric

If you have nothing left to offer

Then give me at least your life

If you choose to live by force alone

Kick the trash, tear the papers, survive

I don’t care if I’m never loved

I’d steal your body, die with you

I hold no treasures in my hands

My beloved wings were torn in two

Still I’ll hold you till we wither dry

Hold you till the petals die

I am the rose of a fallen angel

Broken wings, but thorns still alive

I am the rose of a fallen angel

If you love the cold night sky

Then live with your skin exposed

If black lipstick fits your mouth

Bite your nails under a crimson moon

Knots of fate that won’t come true

Snap and fall into the void

Don’t be fooled by holy nights

Wash those stained hands in red wine

Hold me till we wither dry

Hold you till the petals die

I am the rose of a fallen angel

No salvation, no alibi

I am the rose of a fallen angel

With torn wings and bleeding light

I bloom in ruin, I choose the night