Blackthorn Songtext
von Central Power

In ancient times were told, the man Saint Patrick rested on his way to see Saint Martin
Snow was all around, the bitterness of winter had its way, then it happened

The blackthorn came alive, the branches shed their snow upon them
Flowers sprang to life again to protect this weary traveler while he rest


Chronicled for time, the story lives to tell us of this man, honored by his people
And to this very day, beside the river where he lay and pray, witness the miracle

The blackthorn comes alive, the branches shed their snow upon them
Flowers spring to life again to bring honor to the witness of his life

The blackthorn comes alive, the branches shed their snow upon them
Flowers spring to life again to bring honor to the witness of his life

His life, his life!