Thorns

Once someone told 

A story about these small desert birds 

Throwing themselves  

In thorns when copulating in lust 



And while embraced by death 

They sing so fine than never 

And while embraced by death

They stay on love forever 



Like martyrs do 

They dedicate their lives in deep vein 

Of ancient vows 

And die of flaring ardou in haze



Thorns they lurk on roses stem 

Thet do intend no harm them 



Squeezing me hard 

In thorns that burn like a fire inside 

Thrilling my head 

Until they rip my shivering skin 



Thorns they lurk on rosest stem

They do intend no harm them 

They lurk on bodies stem 

They make my heart arise them 



Tonight you sleep in hell