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
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
Till that rookie boogie graduated hostile And the vehicle is grandeur and it veered over the medium The second my halo ran outta helium Demoted to thorn crown
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
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
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
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
. We made it here. Men try in vain to fight the hated air. Blood in veins quench the seas and drench the ground appear. A crown of thorns around your
We made it here. Men try in vain to fight the hated air. Blood in veins quench the seas and drench the ground appear. A crown of thorns around your
He draws near the periphery In disbelief on delivery Came child from the deep inferno Crusty head of dead volcano Heartless crow with brittle beak Wooden
with crosses The golden dawn Lay lost to mist where Emboldened thorns Made their bed with toppled stones He closed His eyes Sunken to dream there Of crow
The bright short burning flames The end of eternity - The destruction of false hope Forever... - We are the Death of God The thorns of truth that crown
god and life they don't come free crown of thorns strung through their teeth it's coming down it's coming down it's coming down it's coming down sin
The end of the beginning?" he said with a smile. "What more could there be? He?s dead. You said they hung Him, put nails in His hands and a crown of thorns
no truth betrayed And here's the house that held The nightmare that went on And you're sitting there wishing you'd never been born With that self-inflicted crown of thorns
Your nails hammered in You made me wear your crown of thorns With your hands by the hammer You made me take the fall Where are your angels now When darkness
down and the verses pour Ev the weather man, breaks it down perfect form I'm a king with a crown full of perfect thorns Lookin at Halle Berry, that's
