Recording is just vocals, testing out microphone/booksie cooperation, aha. And people were sleeping so I had to be awful quiet, sorry if it got really pitchy in the higher parts and I know I got some of the words wrong :P Oops! Enjoy :)
Thorn
In my side
Each night I try
To fall asleep
Counting fallen
Petals
On my pillows
I feel like no one knows
How the darkness feels
When light falls from your
Face
Falling from grace
I can't seem to erase
The faceless days
That made me under-
Stand
It's not in my hands
Just like the Everyman
We are tied to fate
To face the Great Unknown
Alone
I've grown
Out of these ashes
Through all these passions
That burned my roots away
And still these
Thorns have stayed
And my dreams all decay
Trampled beneath
The feet of sheep,
The sheet of sleep,
Stained and
Torn
From my side
Each time I cry
There's no hope for sleep,
Or peace, or feeling
Safe
You can't seem to replace
Some of the organs lost
In the damage process
Of the thorn enlodged
(Just a) Thorn
In my side
To run and to hide,
To tell you I've lied,
Break all these ties and find
The thorn grows deep
Inside
With no place for respite
I'll fight, till death reclaims me,
Darkness maims me,
This thorn will die, if I
Must die as well
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