.....soul is were i'll never rome
[
Thorns
]
*
Thorns
*
scream i'm all alone here
anger tries to blind my eye's
blatant misery confines dear
silence breaks to slit my thighs
somewere someone takes to laughter
finding joy at my expence
soon they'll know what i'll be after
revenge makes a good defence
painfull sorrow does retake me
so i'm lost and without home
evil eye's will soon embrace thee
soul is were i'll never rome
and the misery beseaches
taking yours and making mine
rage and violence always teaches
there are thorns along the vine
[
PREVIOUS
] [
HOME PAGE
][
MY MAIN
] [
NEXT
]
© 2000 J.Roux
