Thorns 歌词

One great metamorphosis arises Across my pitiful life Since I am your earth's depression Three long nails are enough Around to cover the wood When rusty thorns numb my senses I taste sweetness of the crucifixion Let me bleed among the crown You can never give your face my pain Upon death's mountain I wait for the stars I still feel the hungry touch of the Sun Flames that burn my tortured barren skin But the cross makes me strong For what I become I am your captive butterfly So high beneath the sky And I close my sleepy eyes Fall with my thoughts and you To a forlorn red temple that cries For the lament of broken dreams and oaths You've swallowed up the shiny fruits of my love The kisses that you've given were not honest Only your greed for mind devastation Slowly I kiss the final line of own self-righteousness I hear and see the clouds cry Your heaven's black water sigh Inside this storm I am alone Like a useless stone that must atone Within a cold perdition's fire The doomed man underneath the salt of your tragedies mire