She has made her mind upnShe's made the final decisionnThere's nothing for hernNo more doubt, no suspicionnnAnd all the candles are burningnAs she takes the gunnOn the path to eternitynWhere everyone travels alonennAnd if I should dienBring me black rosesnAnd if I should die nBring me black rosesnnThis little room is everything nThis little room is the universenWhere submissive creatures suffer and dienTonight the turn will be hersnnAnd all the candles are burningnAs she becomes one of themnNo more forbidden songsnNow she needs a requiemnnAnd if I should dienBring me black rosesnAnd if I should die nBring me black rosesnnOfficial statements are madenInvestigations carried outnReasons neatly discovered nWhat it is all aboutnnWe'll ban the records and tapesnInstruments of corruptionnWe'll save our healthy youth nMusic means self-destructionnnAnd if I should dienBring me black rosesnAnd if I should die nBring me black roses