Demon Hunter - Thorns

^G#mBitter thoughts became your ^F#every waking^C#m breath Save the ni^Eghts your hollow dreams revea^Bled the sweet release of d^Gmeath ^G#mIn your thoughts you played a sy^F#mphony of s^C#melf But your sou^El had bled a darker song of ^Bclose to nothing l^Gmeft

^EOh^G#m, The deliverance of b^C#mlade and flame, your ^Elo^G#mve, And ^C#mgreater is the bl^F#ood

You'll f^G#mind it in the ve^Bil of night where sol^Eitude is bo^Brn In the e^G#mmptiness of brok^Ben flesh, at the me^Ercy of the th^F#orns You'll f^G#mind it in the v^Beil of night where ^Esolitude is b^Born In the e^G#mmptiness of brok^Ben flesh, at the m^Eercy of the t^F#horns

^G#mEvery line a path in^F#to an empty h^C#meart Where the wo^Erds of now forgotten l^Bove fall silent in the ^Gmdark

^EOh^G#m, The deliverance of b^C#mlade and flame, your ^Elo^G#mve, And ^C#mgreater is the bl^F#ood

You'll f^G#mind it in the ve^Bil of night where sol^Eitude is bo^Brn In the e^G#mmptiness of brok^Ben flesh, at the me^Ercy of the th^F#orns You'll f^G#mind it in the v^Beil of night where ^Esolitude is b^Born In the e^G#mmptiness of brok^Ben flesh, at the m^Eercy of the t^F#horns

^C#mSister, don't you sle^Eep through ^F#your own ^C#meulo^Egy^F#, D^Bon't s^C#mever what you ^Eare for ^F#what you c^C#mouldn't ^Ebe

You'll f^G#mind it in the ve^Bil of night where sol^Eitude is bo^Brn In the e^G#mmptiness of brok^Ben flesh, at the me^Ercy of the th^F#orns You'll f^G#mind it in the v^Beil of night where ^Esolitude is b^Born In the e^G#mmptiness of brok^Ben flesh, at the m^Eercy of the t^F#horns