Halo of Thorns

Whispered alone
 The song of an angel
 Echoes of a fallen tear
 Frayed by the wind
 A weed by a willow
 Withered and yellow
 She lays her head to die
 Lays to die
 Reading the script
 Of the play that we lead
 Christ i'd die again
 O' if i could save you now
 You knew this had to come
 Spare me the sacrilege
 This play had brought upon us
 Lay in my dying hour
 It feels like i'm
 Falling, falling
 Flying, tripping
 This crown of kings
 This bloody halo bleeds me dry
 Hear me cry
 As in the script
 Of the play that we lead
 So i rise again
 Much stronger than before
 A child sacrifice
 Let me lay down this bloody cross
 We've dragged so far behind us
 And close this theatre now
 Weaping over this crooked cross
 Lying face down in the blood of saints
 Just write me out of this play