'Lullabye of a Black Rose' a single black rose in a world of white bleeding her poison on the pages of life watch - as a petal falls nothing more than a lonely tear feel - as a thorn cuts you deep nothing more than one more fear she braces herself against the storm the bitter wind that's blowing yet in the heart of hopefulness a discontent is growing she feels the distance of the world withering on the vine wishing she could turn her dreams into something more sublime and in the night, where she seeks her solace she sings a lullabye the bitter sweet of a funeral dirge a lament of years gone by 'so this is life' she sings to herself 'the gentle rain and stinging pain the chaos, order, joy and strife a wildness that can not be tamed so give it to me, then the madness of it all for I will bleed the tempest dry before the final petal falls'