Songtexte:
Thorns Thorns

back to the cries We spit upon the life that never was And here we stand In old England's land The rose is choked by it's thorn She will cast salt For

angels ever dare to tread Where death is all mine At last I found the throne of bereavement Grim and bleak raised to the sky The velvet thorns of drynhwyl

ll be out of reach When life?s a trail of thorns walk on and don?t you lose belief ? Don?t you lose belief On this trail of thorns ? Never lose belief

knows I?ve been through some low valleys Even though my clothes are torn, my pride is strong I?m still king in my crown of thorns [Verse 2] I cipher

back to the cries We spit upon the life that never was And here we stand in Old England's land The rose is choked by its thorn She will cast salt for

the terms of the years that pass you by In the terms of the reasons why There's no more coming back this way The path is overgrown and strewn with thorns

of love? Do you care enough about yourself? I have worn you're crown of thorns It's no bed of roses, it ain't no crown of thorns Better than lonely,

I'm gaining trust for a lifetime Wherever thorns may grow Bleeding wounds turn to prosperity With a distinguished revolt Better not fail with a guideline

cross of thorns, cross of thorns Take away, oh, this cross of thorns Look at what you've done, look at what you've done It's a cross of thorns When