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Crown of Thorns

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Fire of the sun, flowers crumble into dust

The seed shall scatter and die

Light in her eyes, pours black in their lives

We gather 'round the funeral pyreAnd here we stand in Old England's land

Shattered glass on the ground

There are no words to console this earth

Restore Old England's prideNever in a million or so years

Did we suffer so much bloodshedHere comes the man with the warm and gentle hands

Her name burnt into his brow

Scorn in her eyes, her back to the cries

We spit upon the life that never wasAnd here we stand in Old England's land

The rose is choked by its thorn

She will cast salt for your wound

Old England wears no crownNever in a million or so years

Did we suffer so much bloodshedNever in a million or so years

We didn't want to hurt you but it's not over yet

No, never in a million or so years

Did we suffer so much bloodshed

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