Mine is the claw and mine is the thorn The assets to leave you shattered and torn Choking your throat and breaking your bones Now you reap what you have sown
Mine is the claw and mine is the thorn The Assets to leave you shattered and torn Choking your throat and breaking your bones Now you reap what you have sown
My mercy exists no more
Bloodred roses for the dead One more stroke against your head No more mercy/nothing left I will dance upon your grave
Dance upon your grave I will dance upon your grave
Mine is the claw and mine is the thorn The assets to leave you shattered and torn Choking your throat and breaking your bones Now you reap what you have sown
My mercy exists no more
Bloodred roses for the dead One more stroke against your head No more mercy/nothing left I will dance upon your grave No more Mercy/Nothing left I will dance upon your Grave
