Lavinia Valeriana Seize The Thorns
You fear that you've sold your soul
to all that is lost and foul,
but let eyes bleed out,
seize the thorns,
a pro tem worry always scorns.
Cariad, hold onto me,
rwy'n dy garu di
A devil only has a way to kiss
your cerebrum and leave its message,
if you do grant it passage.
Smoke them out with the burning sage.
Cariad, hold onto me,
rwy'n dy garu di
Despair knows not your name and
all the same, it's a strange world we're in,
where the slightest wrong,
is seen as the grandest sin.
Cariad, hold onto me,
rwy'n dy garu di
now, let go,
let go with me.