Thornwalker - In Mourning

Tread careful

The shards are sharp and vengeful

The venom has coursed through generations

Lustrous at a glance, in patterns of wrath

It’s not burning

My crown is not of fire

It’s the weight that I must carry

The faith that I will bury

Clear the path for the silent choir

Gather now in circles of fire

Pierce the throats of those who sing

Silence will bare your wings

The tar wood flame

The trembling night

Shrouded love

Sacred bond

Thornwalker

Endless seems the scorching ring

Let the crowd watch the offering

Don’t let the silence be in vain

It’s not burning

My crown is not of fire

It’s the weight that I must carry

The faith that I will bury

Clear the path for the silent choir

Gather now in circles of fire

Pierce the throats of those who sing

Silence will bare your wings