(Verse 1) From shadowed halls where whispers dwell, A specter rides with death to tell. Upon her steed of bone and wraith, She weaves her art in morbid faith. (Pre-Chorus) The rose may fade, the flesh may fall, But Elspeth rises over all. A queen of dust, a hand so cold, The Reaper’s will in script untold. (Chorus) Elspeth, the Black Rose, rider of doom, Bringer of silence, of grave and of tomb. In midnight’s embrace, the dead heed her call, A sorceress crowned where the lifeless fall. (Verse 2) She walks the line of breath and bane, A whisper soft as falling rain. Yet woe to those who tempt her wrath, For none return from death’s own path. (Pre-Chorus) The rose may fade, the flesh may fall, But Elspeth rises over all. A queen of dust, a hand so cold, The Reaper’s will in script untold. (Chorus) Elspeth, the Black Rose, rider of doom, Bringer of silence, of grave and of tomb. In midnight’s embrace, the dead heed her call, A sorceress crowned where the lifeless fall. (Bridge – Chant of the Dead) "Ashes whisper, bones will sing," "Under her will, the lost take wing." "Empire fears, yet bows so low," "To Elspeth, where cold winds blow." (Outro - Soft and Haunting) And when the war is drowned in cries, She watches still with hollowed eyes. For death is hers, she holds the key, A black rose blooms eternally.
