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THORNS OF MELODY

They say time heals all wounds
But my curse is an hourglass
I bleed beneath the moon
From the kissing slivers of the past

When darkness falls I see your face
Ripped from another time and place

I fear the sound
Of your voice
Will never reach me

When daylight dawns I lose your face
To the burning sun full of hate

Your name is spelled with scars
As if I could forget your name
I promised you the stars
But you burned away with cleansing flames

I wear this crown of guilt and tragedy
Bury me with the thorns of Melody
I wear this shroud of shame and misery
Bury me with the thorns of Melody

THE THORNS OF MELODY

The enemy wears my own face
Ripped from the time of our solace

I fear the sound
Of my voice
Will never reach you

Skeletal fingers claw my face
Stained with crimson red and disgrace

Will my stone speak the truth
That I loved you beyond the grave?
But our innocent youth
Was pulled deep under those frigid waves

I would have died beneath your staves
Don�t let me go without your grace

I know the sound
Of my voice
Will never reach you

Won�t you come and see me today?
Leave bouquets of thorns on my grave

I wear this crown of guilt and tragedy
Bury me with the thorns of Melody
I wear this shroud of shame and misery
Bury me with the thorns of Melody

THE THORNS OF MELODY

The thorns of Melody
Still remains of her song
The thorns of Melody
Are all I�ll ever know
The thorns of Melody
Are buried with my bones
The thorns of Melody
Are all I�ll ever know

I wear this crown of guilt and tragedy
Bury me with the thorns of Melody
I wear this shroud of shame and misery
Bury me with the thorns of Melody

THE THORNS OF MELODY