Crown Of Thorns - Novembers Doom

Buried below, in an ancient prison hell

Darkness unfolds, rancid smell arise

Resurrecting horror, stalking the unborn child

Rebirth of evil, dominating life

Fires burning deep inside

Within the outcasts of the mind

Thrust upon this crown of thorns

And live a life of hate and scorn

Neoplasmic fear, pernicious impurity

A thousand demons scream, reborn to decieve

Fires burning deep inside

Within the outcasts of the mind

Thrust upon this crown of thorns

And live a life of hate and scorn