fall Now watch me rise with pride and Desire - To kill my god Your love was never nothing but a lie And the angels cry - Tears fall like rain Knowing
Now watch me rise with pride and Desire - To kill my god Your love was never nothing but a lie And the angels cry - Tears fall like rain Knowing they
songs of angels whisper comfort bittersweet Mending grief and life eternal where joy and sorrow meet There is a place where hope remains In crowns of thorns
some are dying Its alpha and omegas kingdom come And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn
some are dying It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn
throne Know my words, feel my hate descend Lord of light I will swarm against you now Gods perverse Wickeds at my side Misery Thorns to lance your every word Nazarene Now I crown
I no longer doubt myself Too long I've walked in shadows of my worst enemies So was it worth the game to lose our purities? Won't wear the crown of thorns
golden rule (Die hard) Legions iron and steel (Die hard) Men of war revealed (Die hard) Captors of the brave (Die hard) Sinner, liar, guard your crown of thorns
in the Lord's arms Tonight He is in, the Lord's arms So I drink this wine to Him With each glass, a memory He left with His crown of thorns Tonight
find The face of a stranger And all that I've taken I hunger for more Cause I'm selfish And all I'm left with Is a crown of thorns And I'm helpless
whispered alone the song of an angel echoes of a fallen tear frayed by the wind a weed by a willow withered and yellow she lays her head to die lays to
ancients all hope of Abraham Send you to the sacred land To change form, the daunting rituals that leave you scorned Crown of thorns adorns the unborn
(There is a) strange quiet in crowns of trees Only raindrops break the silence Beauty of naked fairies In the darkness of infernal dance Those touches
and armor. The guardian angel put to shame falls into the hood of night. Black mirrors reflect hundredfold every silent breath of my thoughts. Feltering hope becomes my command. Is the crown
the flowing blood" for God shall be crucified And heaven shall be nomore With the crown of thorns BURN Into the fires of pure blasphemy Consuming the angels
your stupid pride. Ditch the dark angel Climb up on this pedestal. Everybody wants to take you home We stepped across the line Now pleasure's a crown of thorns
engineered and born, advanced chemistry in a bowl of germs like hybrid corn, complete with hidden agenda beneath the surface lurking and smirking under a crown of thorns
