Black Rose
Attika Lyrics


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(Longobardi, VanWar)

Somehow I always knew
It would end up this way
I tried to warn them
But they just turned their heads the other way

When greed and power take control
One man cannot speak his piece
Yet it only takes one hand
To bring all to a blackened halt.

In the filth and despair far beneath
Where I have only to answer myself
No longer is there any beauty
My memories slowly decay.

Above I hear the screams of those
Who're slowly dying but they chose
To remain and give up the teachings
Their fathers burdened for years.

When I sleep I see a dream
The shadow of a rose burned to the earth
For I grow old and the lines on my face
Bare the history of this hell.

My breath grows short as I return
And pray that someone will remember
My flesh and bones turn to dust
And sacrifice myself to the world

To belong to the world.

Here come the mob
Riding out of the sunset in their horses of steel
Terrorizing the cities
And bringing torture to those who still feel
Raping and Stealing
Taking it out on the old and weak
Blame it on blasphemy and foolish bigotry
When man contradicts his own sorry lies.

Living in the shadows
Of the nuclear dawn the punks begin to fight
With chains and armor
They attack the streets to live another night
They kill for drink
The tomorrow's gold is scarce among this barren wasteland.
Even the tears
Are scarce among the atomic generation.

These are the laws of the children in fear




And a scarred memory of those who picked
The petals of the

Overall Meaning

Black Rose:


The song "Black Rose" by Attika tells a story of a protagonist who has always had a sense that things would end up badly, but despite trying to warn others, their cautions were ignored. The lyrics describe a world where greed and power have taken over, and the singer finds themselves in a place of filth and despair, with memories of beauty decaying slowly. They hear the screams of those who chose to remain in the chaos, and are haunted by dreams of a rose burned to the earth. The song ends with the singer sacrificing themselves to the world, hoping that someone will remember them.


The lyrics of "Black Rose" draw from a dystopian post-apocalyptic world, with a focus on oppression and rebellion. The song was originally released in 1991 on Attika's first album, "Attika," and was later rereleased on their 2017 remastered album "Metal Lands." In addition to the powerfully bleak lyrics, the song is characterized by its fast-paced heavy metal instrumentals and soaring vocals.


Line by Line Meaning

Somehow I always knew
I always had a feeling it would turn out this way.


It would end up this way
The situation would become dire.


I tried to warn them
I attempted to alert them to the danger.


But they just turned their heads the other way
They ignored the warning.


When greed and power take control
When greed and power dictate the situation.


One man cannot speak his piece
An individual has no voice.


Yet it only takes one hand
However, a single person can make a significant impact.


To bring all to a blackened halt.
To halt everything in its tracks and bring ruin upon all.


In the filth and despair far beneath
Deep within the depths of hopelessness and dirtiness.


Where I have only to answer myself
A place of isolation where one must rely solely on oneself.


No longer is there any beauty
All beauty has left this place.


My memories slowly decay.
My recollections are slowly disappearing.


Above I hear the screams of those
In the distance, I can hear the cries of the suffering.


Who're slowly dying but they chose
Those dying a slow death have chosen to remain in the situation.


To remain and give up the teachings
To stay and abandon the teachings of their forefathers.


Their fathers burdened for years.
Their fathers carried this burden for a long time.


When I sleep I see a dream
In my dreams, I envision a scenario.


The shadow of a rose burned to the earth
A rose's silhouette being destroyed and devastated by fire.


For I grow old and the lines on my face
As I age, lines and creases appear on my face.


Bare the history of this hell.
These lines represent the suffering and pain I have experienced.


My breath grows short as I return
As I come to the end of my life, I find it hard to keep breathing.


And pray that someone will remember
I am hopeful that someone will remember me.


My flesh and bones turn to dust
My physical body breaks down into dust.


And sacrifice myself to the world
I give everything I have for the world.


To belong to the world.
To be a part of the world and feel a sense of connection to it.


Here come the mob
The mob is approaching.


Riding out of the sunset in their horses of steel
Riding out of the setting sun on motorcycles.


Terrorizing the cities
Causing terror in the cities.


And bringing torture to those who still feel
They inflict torture on those who are still capable of feeling.


Raping and Stealing
Committing acts of rape and theft.


Taking it out on the old and weak
Targeting the elderly and vulnerable.


Blame it on blasphemy and foolish bigotry
Putting the blame on religious irreverence and ignorant prejudice.


When man contradicts his own sorry lies.
When humans contradict the falsehoods they have stated.


Living in the shadows
Existing in the darkness.


Of the nuclear dawn the punks begin to fight
Punks start to fight at the time of the nuclear crisis.


With chains and armor
Fighting with chains and protective gear.


They attack the streets to live another night
They fight on the streets to survive a little longer.


They kill for drink
They commit murders to obtain liquor.


The tomorrow's gold is scarce among this barren wasteland.
The potential for a brighter future is limited in this desolate and barren world.


Even the tears
Even tears are in short supply.


Are scarce among the atomic generation.
The atomic generation has a limited capacity for emotional expression.


These are the laws of the children in fear
These are the rules that children in fear must follow.


And a scarred memory of those who picked
A damaged memory of those who selected.


The petals of the black rose.
The petals of the black rose represent a painful and tragic past.




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