Entertaining thoughts that lead to sin Excesses claiming the mind Turning to God to improve your life All knowing ignorance buries you alive Finding
same Entertaining thoughts that lead to sin Excesses claiming the mind Turning to God to improve your life All knowing ignorance buries you alive Finding
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 and crimson
the haunting of your dreams It seems like yesterday, can't you hear the screams? Heartless soldier, the crimson martyr Can't atone your own disgrace Find
continued the path And stepped inside the forest Still hearing the whisper: "Come closer to me..." But suddenly the beautiful trees And days light turned Into a landscape of thorn
away into silence, Slowly died away has every joyous symphony... The wild beasts are not to be seen any more, To their burrows they have returned to find
been spoken presumptuously And is not of the LORD - do not be afraid You ask what shall I believe Nothing seems real to me Too many promoting a way Finding
policies A world leader, among many Number one in perversion, and idolatry Buried in debt, America will pay Intrinsic needs of man Sought by worldly flesh Finding
sun, my Father. An invisible chain forged in thorns, embrace and unite my crimson memory, to the crypts of Insanity and delirium, where I can't find
can't look inside herself and expect to find a cure All of us got dirt deep down at the core And I know nobody's perfect, every rose has got thorns Except
face Accustomed to another blinded maze Soil the sickness with material hate And forget the reason that Appointed today Awaken to the crimson thorn
haunting of your dreams It seems like yesterday, can't you hear the screams? Heartless soldier, the crimson martyr Can't atone your own disgrace Find
