Thorns Lyrics - Storm The Gates Of Hell - Demon Hunter

Bitter thoughts became your every waking breath 

Save the nights your hollow dreams revealed the sweet release of death 

In your thoughts you played a symphony of self 

But your soul had bled a darker song of close to nothing left 

Oh, The deliverance of blade and flame, your love 

And greater is the blood 

You'll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born 

In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns 

You'll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born 

In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns 

Every line a path into an empty heart 

Where the words of now forgotten love fall silent in the dark 

Oh, The deliverance of blade and flame, your love 

And greater is the blood 

You'll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born 

In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns 

You'll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born 

In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns 

Sister, don't you sleep through your own eulogy 

Don't sever what you are for what you couldn't be 

You'll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born 

In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns 

You'll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born 

In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns