Shunned At A Funeral — My Crown Of Thorns

You guys think
Kendra can still metal
With an acoustic guitar
Well, check this out
The ground was cursed before my breath
Thorns grew sharp from
Eden's death
Every step on broken land
Carried judgment in the sand
Every burden
Every lie
Every crown of hidden pride
Every sin
I tried to own
Every thorn was mine alone
Pressed down deep, I feel the weight
Every curse