Forgotten Beauty

Have you ever seen a rosebud
Bursting of strength and lust
Have you ever seen a man
With dreams turned to dust

In night and fog undistinguished
Life empty like a cup her forgotten beauty
Goes down in history's mark

The long black knives yet sharpened
And ready for betrayal
Cover angst of life and hope
And all is doomed to fail
Black dreams black hopes black virtue
Now pale, abandoned lust
Suffocated perfection
Oh heaven with locked doors

Bow down in deep submission
And honor the silence of death
Then stand tall, eyes to the horizon
Blood for the blood that was shed

Black dreams black hopes black virtue
Now pale, abandoned lust
Suffocated perfection
Oh heaven with locked doors