Where I belong, in a mad era,
I sought for my dying roses.
Here I struggle to pleasure the mind
as there was you who whittles to imposes.
I Arise thee rose, wherefore she blooms,
with eternal undying love.
Where those thorns bleed my soul
I ought to fly with my white dove.
Thus, where I remember,
I flee with the world from above.
So here I spread my wings
as the wind is my trust in truelove.
But where I go, from nowhere,
is the end of my footpath.
For the very last time
I will flee for a lost bloodbath.
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