Roses are red,
My blood is too.
Lilies are white,
And a stove is too.
Place my blood in a Black pot and then in 2
Place the stove on high and see it through
Then watch it boil with delight and pour me a cup for my appite
Use the other to bake a cake
Watch it rise and fall for that is my blood so make it tall
Roses are Red and my blood is too
But watch me die as I lay out a cry
No one can see this is my blood do let it be.
Roses are turning black as a demon, my blood is too.
Now you know that my heart, soul, life, and blood can't be saved
For you who reached out, but never see that, that girl is me
Roses are black and demonish
My heart, soul, life, and blood has stopped with the red and
NOW I AM DEAD!!!!
