The Thorn of Salem’s Rose
Salem’s Rose stands silent
within the devils bed
It’s scalpels await
those who bargain with the dead
Where the blessed hand
meets the stem
Now
Eager to begin
Breaking the skin
The journey of the Thorn
is fated
by the life of the blood
to which it has invaded
To pierce the flesh
of a dreamer
whose existence
relies upon their redeemer
To taste their sins
To see from within
Instigated by the eyes
of Salem’s Rose
When the deal is done
all eyes then close
Sweet dreams
says
Salem’s Rose ∞

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