I know its desires I see the shades of the death walking in the horizon on its eyes and the hammer in my hands that you are the beautiful rose I feel smell of the death the black rose being born in a light breeze the death hugs me for the victory as a dream! sunrise lost in the hell of the blood! slaughter! hatred! fire! and pain! come of the battle for revenge in the war with satan... with satan! in a mistic way in the search of the brave it searchs of the victory. I latch my eyes for you lord of all desires the more fine anthem... the song for my end... song for my death!!! wickedness and malediction is not a dream!!! now is a nightmare of the black rose anthem of the black rose