Thorns

Bitter thoughts became your every waking breath
Save the night your hallow dreams revealed
The sweet release of death
In your thoughts you played a symphony of self
But your soul had bled a darker song
With close to nothing left

Oh. The deliverance of blade and flame
Your love
And greater is the blood

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

Every line of path
Into an empty heart
Where the words of now forgotten love
Fall silent in the dark

Oh. The deliverance of blade and flame
Your love
And greater is the blood

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

Sister
Don't you sleep through your own eulogy
Don't sever what you are for what you couldn't be

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns

You'll find it in the veil of night
Where solitude is born
In the emptiness of broken flesh
At the mercy of the thorns