Sleeping beauty an eternal cutie
No not briar rose, the name black rose I really choose
Just a baby born of the night oh they just couldn't handle this sight
An unformed bud but still as radiant as it should
Raven hair not golden fair
Dark eyes don't listen to there lies
Lips of red? No lips of the pale dead
Skin tinted not white, touched by dark not light
In honer of my birth they threw a magical ball and declared to the land come all,
They still used my fake false name they had no idea of the devils true game
A new dark queen born to rule over them all, to create destruction and help the fall
They wanted something light and airy so they made up visions of a fairy
It was the demons who came to give their blessing, they lied that they were really fairies caressing
That the thirteenth evil and dark placed a spell on my small infant heart
But it was she who was my demonic mother I was just here to replace the other
To take its lifeless place to be the lands new leading face
The family couldn't believe this true but scared if they tried to hurt me what the demons would do
So they hatched a very plan so sick, at fifteen my finger would prick
They found a poison something with such power so deep into sleep I was locked forever in a tower
They thought they won that I was dead lying so eerie still in the bed
So they fed the people lies of magic a fairy spell cast so tragic
That she would remain in bed dreams to her would creep that they would keep there beauty asleep
They lied a prince would have to save me, please that's practically degrading to me
I may have have been deep in slumber, but the fires of hell were exploding with thunder
As the souls now become trapped in the bramble, they shiver and tremble
I do remember they sent a knight tried to kiss me so his tongue I did bite
The taste of his blood awoke me as my demons surround to stroke me
So I guess I owe it to him for awakening this evil sin now my evil truly can begin
I was the dragon watching you all burn too much time lost now it's your turn
I was the evil fairies child black rose something defiled and wild
Next time your read the sleeping beauty don't believe the lullaby lies she was no cutie
My story just shows the real story of black rose.
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