A black, black rose, In a black, black place, Watched a black angel, Paint her black, black face, She would paint, paint, paint, With her red, red blood, She would play, play, play, With her gun, gun, gun, Then one day, day, day, In the black, black night, She blew out her thoughts, What a sight, sight, sight, And the black, black rose, Was all red, red, red, With the thoughts from her, Bleeding head, head, head.
Painting The Rose Red
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A black, black rose, In a black, black place, Watched a black angel, Paint her black, black face, She would paint, paint, paint, With her red, red blood, She would play, play, play, With her gun, gun, gun, Then one day, day, day, In the black, black night, She blew out her thoughts, What a sight, sight, sight, And the black, black rose, Was all red, red, red, With the thoughts from her, Bleeding head, head, head.