1. Let me to tell about the interesting hobby Grow the flower of pain Just plant a seed in a backyards of mind And think about it again and again
Bridge: Give it your sorrow and pour with the your tears. To hide from the burn out light. And don't forget to tell a sad story Before to reward him a kiss for the night
Ref: Fragrance of this flower Does it remind about them And arise the events Of past in your mind?
All that you wanted All whom you hated All of the dreams That was frustrated Other things Made you the man your are
This is more then hobby Now it's your best part Planting in the garden You do the dark kind of art
2. You will be thinking that in this world Flower is all that is real And you will go to prick at its thorns Like it’s the last opportunity to feel
Ref: Fragrance of this flower Does it remind about them And arise the events Of past in your mind?
All that you wanted All whom you hated All of the dreams That was frustrated Other things Made you the man your are
This is more then hobby Now it's your best part Planting in the garden You do the dark kind of art
Bridge: All that you wanted All whom you hated Flower is all that is real All of the dreams That was frustrated last opportunity something to feel
All that you wanted All whom you hated Flower is all that is real All of the dreams That was frustrated last opportunity something to feel
Outro: Pain! Fiower Of Pain! Pain! The Dark Kind Of Art! Pain!