Thorns

                   Thorns

         Skin the martyr
         Another replaces
         Cry for the blood
         Sudden still faces
         
         Rape and pillage
         Deny existance
         Burn their village
         Defy their resistance

         Ruin the Ruined
         Ashes to ashes
         Cry for justice
         Silence the masses
         
         Free the haters
         Effigy hanging
         Oppress the ranted
         Society changing

         Thorns so sharp
         Forever tainted
         Play your cheap harp
         Lord of the abated

         Hang the lover
         Trinket of obsession
         Refund the shover
         Infuse the jaded

         Thorns fear nothing
         Their sting is quite clear
         They protect their petaled Goddesses
         Ever withstanding

         The roots always trade their loyalty
         To those which crave beauty
         Due to the lost struggle, the thorns lose their deity
         
         Revenge is often exchanged, as they sink into the malignant claw of the craver