Roses Songtext
von Cult of Youth

The cruel reminder of your sentiment
Just like roses couldn′t care more
And so many men lay broken
Just to permeate the air

To draw down the harvest
And lay with the wolves
To cut out their lies...


And nothing surpasses your empathy
For the people just like you
And never once could you face your ways
To exterminate the truth

And blood rises slowly
When little's at stake
To see through their lies...

Through the light
Through their light

The coward breaks the chain