Azoic Thorns
Thorns brace my side as you plunge deep
Into resistance, escaping the eternal
Pieces shroud the fear as they are held within the core
Then you pierce my skin
I stumble falling to the floor
Hurt in my eyes, red as blood
My lips quiver in the dark
Carve me from the earth, from inside, unexposed
No facade, no expectations, transformed
Pieces shroud the fear as they are held within the core
Then you pierce my skin
I stumble falling to the floor
I shrivel, with pain inside these walls
You carved the lies onto my skin...
Thorns brace my side as you plunge deep
Into resistence escaping the eternal
