Thorns of Grief Songtext
von Thorns of Grief

So quiet and beautiful,
Yet when needed be,
Your wrathful ranks,
Are to shatter all that breathes,
And all the spoils of,
Consumptive forms of life,

Shall be thrown upon humanity,


Present Thyself in all,
Of your majestic might,
In the Midnight Sky,
As there is no living,
Before or after me,

I am all and nothing,
A King in the depths,
I am all and nothing,
A King in the depths,
The depths!