Virgin Roses

Lights out,
the night is calling,
you wanna be somebody.

Twist and shout,
the wolves are howling
you got to do somebody

Give me your blod flower baby,
give me your cherry blossom boy.
Give me your blod flower baby,
give me your cherry blossom boy.

You wanna live forever,
so you become a sorcerer,
feeding on the flesh of virgin roses aha.
The vinter of that childhood,
becomes you spring of manhood
That part I understand of virgin roses no.

Ripped out, your blood is freezing,
keep that fire burning,
In style, you go on weezing
keep them pedals burning.

Give me your blod flower baby,
give me your cherry blossom boy.
Give me your blod flower baby,
give me your cherry blossom boy.

You wanna live forever,
so you become a sorcerer,
feeding on the flesh of virgin roses aha.
The vinter of that childhood,
becomes you spring of manhood
That part I understand of virgin roses no.

You wanna live forever,
so you become a sorcerer,
feeding on the flesh of virgin roses aha.
The vinter of that childhood,
becomes you spring of manhood
That part I understand of virgin roses no.

You wanna live forever,
so you become a sorcerer,
feeding on the flesh of virgin roses aha.
The vinter of that childhood,
becomes you spring of manhood
That part I understand of virgin roses no.