They stand alone listlessly innocent
With crimson soaked petals full blossomed and thorned
I'm burning all my roses tonight with
Intent to purify
Flames to burdens disintegrate to ashes
Purification flames to burdens to ashes
I rest my mind on the thought of
Something not of this world
Searching for a place where dreams never die
A place not of this world
Searching for something else
Such a place exists and resides in the solitude of a heart
Such a place exists beneath a tangled mesh of thorns
So take a flame to your garden
Your precious collection that only brings dissatisfaction
As it grows without an end
I feel the petals burn and the smoke drifts
I feel the petal burns and the grey night clouds
Carry me away from this place
And for one pure moment i am free