Thorns — Left Hand Solution

Dressed in white Stained with blood On her naked feet A silent dance she dances

In the forest where the trees Scream out in agony As they reach for A faded and dying sky

Stung by the poisoned thorn She walks the world Stung by the poisoned thorn She walks the world By the poisoned thorn

She kisses the ground Where the flowers turned all grey And their scents were forever forgotten Together with her name

Stung by the poisoned thorn She walks the world By the poisoned thorn