TheBlackThorns

Shedded tears over the black graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. Never will the graves be lit upon the forbidden sun, but shall remain secret, in the secret blackness of The Black Rose. On the Balck Rose lies The Black Thorns, covered with blood, from the devils toung. Never shall it go back to the way it was. In the black heart you will find not only your destiny, but the light to the sun from which was blacked out by The roses drakness. The world is died with the color of blood, and it shall for eternity never go back to the way it was.