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  Text skladby: Cradle of Filth-I Am The Thorn
The needle in the eye of the hurricane The poison in the font The nail in the coffin of the profane I am the lot
Maniacal the fire That weaves inside my soul When dripping tongues of hate,envenomed,roll Like carpet bombs in vast bazaars My blood runs with the beasts Though no crescent, cross
Or wandering star Shalt witness my defeat
Born of jackal in the Vatican To a loathesome flock I have crept behind the drapes And a wizard there is not Just a white flag blackened by Singing weapons that have led A faith that soon dominions over Desert kingdoms of the dead
I smell the fleur du malcontent The hellish stench Of Judas in the dozens
Bouquets for greed and twisted law Handmaidens of a holy war Bring on a thousand roses more I am The Thorn
Tangled are the thickets That spare the virgin heart From the waking grasp of rapists in the dark
Mountaineers that strive so far For a Heaven grown from reach That love herself is fabled To be missing from their peaks Save in one sole tower Where the presence of a rod Stays the sleeping beauty From the prying fingers of the mob
I smell the fleur du malcontent The hellish stench Of Judas in the dozens
Bouquets for greed and twisted law Handmaidens of a holy war Bring on a thousand roses more I am The Thorn
I am The Thorn
I am the Spear of Longinus The Sword of Damocles Kali up in arms, a bleeding sinus The hammer of the gods in the prophet's teeth
I am The Thorn
Saint Disgustus, President Evil Great white hopes of a shark eyed people Lights of the world now flicker and die
Impaled in the race. in the paling face Where forked tongues pricked the skies Choking on these words as i slither to their ear As lightning strikes their blinded minds
I am The Thorn
I am not the hand of God... I am The Thorn I am not the hand of God... I am The Thorn
Territorial theives Ever stealing thunder for religious causes I will bring you all down to your knees And fuck you over
Bouquets for greed and twisted law Handmaidens of a holy war Bring on a thousand roses more I am The Thorn