Crimson Thorn

Crimson Thorn - Plagued lyrics

rate me

A vast disease, spread throughout the land

An eternal wasteland, sin is not banned

Sores of grief, blisters of pain

A world of corruption, where Satan does reign

Sinners are plagued with death

Accepted by the population

As a lifestyle of freedom

What a very loose basis

To kill a kingdom

Ignorance of such sickness

Is usually ended in flight

There is a cure in Christ

Jesus kills the plague

When your mind is in a snag

Give your life to Him

And he'll cleanse you from sin

Sinners are plagued with hell

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