Texty: Soilwork. Breeding Thorns.

You have not seen the last of me
I'm breeding thorns
I'll follow your footsteps down below
I will trust all my instincts and bring it home

Does it appeal to you now
As a part of the violation?
That wherever it takes you
You won't be able to choose

I will carry the message
It will swallow you whole

You ain't never gonna tell again
Caught as the founder of the emptiness
It must have made you stocked
Whenever my pride was taken
Again and again, again and again

Now put your envy in motion
One step at a time
I wanna see the closure
When your access is denied

I will bury the damage
I will drench the device

You ain't never gonna tell again
Caught as the founder of the emptiness
It must have made you stocked
Whenever my pride was taken
Again and again, again and again

Now, I want you to tell me, tell me again
Do you see what I've seen?
'Cause it's so damn obvious to me

Whenever a promise taken
Won't you tell me that it's wrong?

You ain't never gonna tell again
Caught as the founder of the emptiness
It must have made you stocked
Whenever my pride was taken
Again and again

You ain't never gonna tell again