Twan van Geel - I Do Not Bleed from Your Crown of Thorns lyrics

Can you see me? I am the thorn in your eye I bet you sense me I am the ever growing presence of your fear Come have a taste I am the sour tissue ravishing through your pores Like a ma** grave expending evermore Like a multitude of plagues reviving Holy is your name Like golden hope, all draped on the highest of thrones Of misfortune and loss, grief and despair Like beggars of the lesser kind Sustate et videte, quoniam suavis est Dominus beatus vir, qui sperat in eo Give praise to the lord,oh merciful lord I thrive on decadence on the stench of decay As I tighten the knot on this chain of flesh A chain of at least a hundred newborn children Entangled by their necks and feet "For holy is your name and yor glory is eternal" And we all shall flourish in your name And feel the warmth of your enlightenment All withing the circle A circle of slithering serpents Like a ma** grave expending evermore