Thorns from Below

Unfettered my bouquette
Black roses sweet and gay
Beneath the beauty
Unparalelled brutality
A scent of joy
On winds of rage
These bastards die
By blackened blade

Ah yes!
Beauty in their deaths
Nothing so blessed
Bleeding from their chests
Ah yes!
Joy found in death
I smile wide
While these demons die

Thorns from below kill fast and slow
Vengeance is mine so cold like wine
A rose in bloom bringing beautiful doom
So blood flows by thorns from below

Unfastened my blade
As it stabs and stabs again
Blood soaks my grasping hands
And falls on the hungry land
He cries and he pleads
A craven fucking breed
His lips turn ugly blue
I take your soul from you

Ah yes!
Beauty in their deaths
Nothing so blessed
Bleeding from their chests
Ah yes!
Joy found in death
I smile wide
While these demons die

Thorns from below kill fast and slow
Vengeance is mine so cold like wine
A rose in bloom bringing beautiful doom
So blood flows by thorns from below