Dead Roses

Turn the key and step into the blackness

Lamplight falls and casts a laughing phantom

I imagine your smile and the life that we could share

But, with the last of my steps, I see the truth lying there

Dead roses at the bottom of an oubliette

Where they beat you 'til you begged to live

You were mine and you were always mine

Now I'm crying over dead roses

I could never let them grow

A winged beast, with horns upon his cranium

Slinks away and, grinning, makes his way up

I grasp the pieces of rose and your raven locks of hair

I hear the turn of the key as I hiss my final prayer

Dead roses at the bottom of an oubliette

Where they beat you 'til you begged to live

You were mine and you were always mine

Now I'm crying over dead roses

I could never let them grow