Alex Art

Don't come closer, 'cause it ain't safe here Just turn around now, walk away

I gotta tell you, there are no rules here Sometimes I wonder what goes on there, behind those eyes

When a promise is broken and no one trusts you And your heart's crying with their head to their hands

When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful You can't help thinking you've got blood on your hands

From a cross of thorns, cross of thorns