Xandria: "Like A Rose On The Grave Of Love" Lyrics

Like A Rose On The Grave Of Love

Come like the dusk

Like a rose on the grave of love

You are my lust

Like a rose on the grave of love

I curse the day I first saw you

Like a rose that is born to bloom

Don't look at me the way you do

Like the roses, they fear the gloom

Your thorns, they kissed my blood

Your beauty heals, your beauty kills

And who would know better than I do?

Pretend you love me!

Indeed, reality seems far

When a rose is in love with you

Slaves of our hearts, that's what we are

We loved and died where roses grew

They watched us silently

A rose is free, a rose is wild

And who would know better than I do?

Roses are not made for love