Lyrics Such a Pretty Thorn - Fyrce Muons

Ancient riddle of beauty and beast
Who can madonna whore please
Enter take a number

Hold the rain
Folding days for the wake
It was said that a man having blood upon his hand
Live in night
Make it pure
And walk away in laughter at your heart

For demure
Stopping time today
For demure
Pulling desire away
For demure
Pulling thorns away

In the night upon us
We see the night upon us