Image Source Children Of The Thorns Child of troubled thorns Forecast my lost thoughts Speak the words of my sins Dissolved in moments past Catalyst of tears and bones Writing the blood in cyphers Shadowed

Spaceless my words are carelessly senseless Writing the monologue of Heaven’s precipices Like tragedy and laughter in eternal sickness My words transcend the void of human losses Faithless youth my words

Many of mankind have seen the changes of the world. A world we fight to protect, and a world some wish to deceive. These are the faces of humanity we often mistake for the ones we wish to believe in. We