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A garden for all to love in.

Life once meant something to us all,

But now it is nothing but regret.

A dance for the macabre and the weak.

Now we'll see our lives as the ancients have before all...

Never loving, tears of ice I cry.

Never fearing, as the roses withered away.

Tears of blood flowing. And ice covers the ground,

now these winter mournings have come with memories of

life, death and beauty. If only we could take it all back,

I would live my life for only you. I need you close to me.

Fragments of your love-of your love

flowing with the winds-with the winds.

Whispers in the dark-in the dark

sad but penetrating-penetrate,

We all felt the pain-feel this pain.

How long does it last-does it last.

A black withered rose sits before me now. Take away this life

and don't give it back. A black withered rose-withered rose

sits before me now-before me now

Take away this life-away my life and don't give it back.