Thorns

She in mask and wound,

Gazes at where the dream lies.

(A thorn sleeps in her eye)

She stares into the darkness,

From behind her cold stone mask.

More from I Shalt Become

Intro [Instrumental]

Outro [Instrumental]

The Tragedie Of Macbeth: Actus Quintus, Scena Quinta

The Serpent Song

The Funeral Rain

Paintings In A Gallery

Like A Lamb To The Slaughter

Enstasy (The Theory Of Maxwell's Demon)

A Ritual Killing

Enstasy (The Theory Of Maxwell\'s Demon)

Total Perspective Vortex

Harlow's Vertical Chamber Apparatus