Bitter thoughts became your every waking breath   Save the nights your hollow dreams revealed the sweet release of death   In your thoughts you played a symphony of self   But your soul had bled a darker song of close to nothing left      Oh, The deliverance of blade and flame, your love   And greater is the blood      You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born   In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns   You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born   In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns      Every line a path into an empty heart   Where the words of now forgotten love fall silent in the dark      Oh, The deliverance of blade and flame, your love   And greater is the blood      You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born   In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns   You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born   In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns      Sister, don’t you sleep through your own eulogy   Don’t sever what you are for what you couldn’t be      You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born   In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns   You’ll find it in the veil of night where solitude is born   In the emptiness of broken flesh, at the mercy of the thorns