Black Rose Poem by moon dust

Black rose of death
Bent in the night
Thrives on the dark
Evil shines light
The God of you beats strong a drum
And endless sound
Beneath the ground
Shattered am I
Just like the rose bent in the night
Where is the light
Look at the wall
See how much power
Bricks falling in crushing the flower
Crushed by it all
Bent in the night
I feel it all
Help to save the flower
Black rose
Will bring to power
a god of evil reason, I will grown in every season
Save the flower, keep the light from the hour
My rose breathes dawn, it won't live on
I am the rose
Bent in the night
Thrives on the dark
But where is the light?