Thorns of Sorrow

Beckoning me through aeons of time
I'm 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 reflections 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

She's like thorns of sorrow, ripping through my head
She's like thorns of sorrow, visions turning red



Credits
Writer(s): Michael James Romeo, Michael Pinnella, Thomas Miller
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