Blood In The Thorns

(Verse I – Haunting, Intimate)
We woke beneath a blood-red sky,
Chained like ghosts the world passed by.
No names, no past—just breath and dread,
Two broken girls the traders fed.
Tossed to beasts, our lives dismissed,
But fate had fangs and did not miss.
The bears, not monsters, saw us torn—
And in their den, we were reborn.
---
(Chorus I – Rising, Layered Strength)
I am thorn and I am flame,
The balm, the blade, the beast untamed.
A healer’s hands, a hunger sworn—
I am blood. I am thorn.
---
(Verse II – Darker, Revealing)
My first wound bloomed like something sweet,
A secret thrill I dared not speak.
Where others cried, I found my grace—
The thirst that carved into my face.
I drank from pain, and yet I healed,
With every knot, with scars concealed.
A touch that soothed, a need unshamed—
The fire fed, but never tamed.
---
(Bridge – Reflective, Soft)
My sister laughed, she knew me well,
The dance we shared through light and hell.
We never aged, though years grew cold—
Two shadows caught in stories old.
---
(Chorus II – Broader, More Fierce)
I am thorn and I am steel,
The wound that bites, the touch that heals.
With holy scars and wrath reborn—
I am blood. I am thorn.
---
(Final Verse – Triumphant, Eternal)
The world forgets the pain it sows,
But I remember. I still grow.
The Lord on the Rack endures through me—
A martyr’s flame, a beast set free.
“My unborn children hit harder than that,”
I smile, as I begin the dance.
---
(Final Chorus – Full, Resounding)
I am thorn and I remain,
Through mother’s love and battle’s bane.
With mercy fierce and fury worn—
I am Roselyn Nightthorn.