Vigilantes Of Love Thorn In Your Flesh
Darling, better mend your ways and mark this word so well
Darling better mend your ways
Beware the gates of hell
Let me put it all quite bluntly
Let me be most direct
Be the rose you'd love to hold and the thorn that's in
your flesh
Mister, better mend your ways
The time is growing near
The analysts keep talking while their hearts fail for
fear
It's taking inventory of the things that you respect
Find the rose you'd love to hold and the thorn that's in
your flesh
Children's cries are never heard by the needle or the
knife
I swear I heard their voices on the other side of life
Shall we expose this wisdom to the elements for a test?
Show the rose you'd love to hold and the thorn that's in
your flesh
Prisons and the jailhouses of this worthless currency
Brick by brick dismantled by the truth that sets one free
Thrust your hand inside the wound
It's there for you to inspect
Find the rose you'd love to hold and the thorn that's in
your flesh