Shadow's Rose

Familiar crimson, flecked by gold
Shadow's blood-red rose in bloom
Left to night, it grows e'er old
Darkness choking off its room

See, though silent shadows fly
Dark black crosses showing proud
Shadow's rose turns to the sky
Yet is unable to leave the ground

Flug von Adlern, im der Himmel
Shadow's rose sees from the ground
Rote Drachen kampf, im der Himmel
Rose of shadow, waiting to be found

Spreading darkness with its wings,
Ein rote Drache takes to flight
Not understanding what it means,
The rose of shadows falls to night

And familiar crimson, flecked by gold
Rose of shadows, tender bloom
Picked by our God's hand, to hold
Off creeping shadows-pierce the gloom!