HER CROWN OF THORNS (Bloodance - edit)

No, I can't stop crying Teared by all those days Already so far in the pleasure Of most beautiful memories She's dress her crown of thorns Because the weakness of her believer She's dress her crown of thorns To respect what has been written No, I can't stop crying Teared by all those days Already so far in the pleasure Of most beautiful memories No, I can't stop crying Tearing by all those days Eyes, glass, fire and dust Until she's dressed her crown of thorns Her light breath Her bitter tears like a river to cross Like virgin waters from neverland Eyes, glass, fire and dust Until she's dressed her crown of thorns Her light breath Her bitter tears like a river to cross Like virgin waters from neverland Eyes, glass, fire and dust No, I can't stop crying Teared by all those days Already so far in the pleasure Of most beautiful memories Because the weakness of her believer Smell of my desperation