Angelo De Augustine
Blood Red Thorn
On my own
I don't need no one
Blood red thorn
Velvet crimson palms
You play so sly
But you held on for too long
Now your heart is ghostly white
In chance devotion
Frozen in time
Oh my love
Someday you'll find your home
Life on the run
Is enough to wear one down
You fly so high
In a steel bird burning the sky
Now your eyes work overtime
Arranging oceans and watching them dry
An ancient tongue
The alchemist was wrong
Philosopher's stone made you live too long
Abusing fire
A self inflicting desire
A ritual performed
An obligation
A sinister cyfer
From Letras Mania