Songtext von Thorns Of a Rose (Interlude)

The biggest challenge For the sweet, sensitive souls Who uncover life's Cruel hoax is really to not to Come to the bitterness You know, that usually accompanies This discovery Yeah, I find spiritual practice is, of course The best defense, you know The prayer, meditation, stillness I have known so many brilliantly Talented geniuses who use their Own intellect against themselves You know, like the thorns of a rose Growing inward on itself