T.H.O.R.N.S. - Devilish Impressions

We are stars made of broken mirrors

Like fragments of dreams scattered across the sky

Mirrors with transparent bottom

We are the eyes reflecting the essence of unholy «I»

I am the tongue of apocalyptic dusk

I am the poison and the relief

Arise!

Sceptre of War!

Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture

Those who have tasted the fruits of sin

Shall remain the shadows of an oath

For I am them

For I am them and they are me

For I am them

Those who have witnessed God’s transformation

Listen to their voices

Echoes…

Shadows…

Whispering the will of liberation

Laments of fucking mob around the cross

We are the stars made of broken mirrors

We are your pain

Arise!

Sceptre of War!

Fill your soul with power of forbidden rapture

Those who have tasted the fruits of sin

Shall remain the shadows of an oath

For I am them

For I am them and they are me

For I am them

We bring the agony as we are the thorns and nails which killed the god!

I am the first one and the last one

I am Alpha and Omega — The Beginning and The End

Fire, water, air and the earth — The Perfect Element

«Ego Alpha et Omega

Primus et noissimus

Principium et finis»

We are thorns which killed the fucking god…