Thorns Of Sorrow کے بول

Beckoning me through aeons of time, captured by you In dismay I try to elude these prisons of flesh But return to Shattered domains There's no image in the mirror Shattered glass impales my soul She's like thorns of sorrow, ripping through my head She's like thorns of sorrow, visions turning red Enchanting me, defying my love, I'm hindered with Penance and pain False reflection of grandeur and light leaves my heart Bleeding and stained There's no image in the mirror Shattered glass impales my soul She's like thorns of sorrow, ripping through my head She's like thorns of sorrow, visions turning red She's like thorns of sorrow, ripping through my head She's like thorns of sorrow, visions turning red She's like thorns of sorrow, ripping through my head She's like thorns of sorrow, visions turning red