Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time, come on just snap snap snap your fingers for me. Good good, now we're making some progress come on just tap
Carry on, you must feel that, you have something to die for. Infact, you can't afford to, take time away from you. Don't want your pitty! Just once Respect
Fate Outside these doors Of masques and martyrs ad the loveless The sin was beautiful Blank empire closed,the eyes of heaven shine a smoke screen,
Martyr man This martyr man in a recent time He loved his life but a little too fast Out of control in a wreckless way So easily it can be taken all away
Reign of fear, of war, Of silence, of resignation Under the rules of the book of lies Trawling the wrong path Led like cattle Never try to understand,
It was a hard task To take on To make us all believe To rescue us from evil cause They wanted to achieve Avenge to gain respect Defend ourselves to
Suppurated boils cover your face Gushing down your chin, superabundant Pus Epileptic scraggly limbs leave a weightless impression Nailed to a wooden cross
I've been a martyr for love And I will die in the flames As I draw my last breath As I'm closing on death I will call out your name I've been a martyr
I'm taking a ride with my best friend I hope he never lets me down again He knows where he's taking me Taking me where I want to be I'm taking a ride
Momma I fear the night is falling Blacker than jet and cold as ice And somewhere a gentle voice is calling And I hear the sounds of paradise See the
Suffer, suffer, suffer Suffer, suffer, suffer, suffer You will know I will suffer, so you won't You will know I will suffer, so you don't I will suffer
Why are you talking to me? I think I've taken too much Tell me who told you What you think you know If I am changing Maybe I'm growing into a version
What you consume, is your true protest. Each dollar you spend, supports what you detest. Martyr, for your cause X(3) You fail to see your flaws. This
Drink with the nectar Of submission I feel nothing more Than existence A loneliness That will not Come off In the narcissism Of the harbour We are lost
[Lyrics: Albert Bell / Music: Forsaken] This is my body; this is my blood From these dying whispers of a dying life I weave the Redeemer's darkest dream
Weaklings, You are not the only one Dreamers, I wish you were all gone Losers of faith Grievers of the heart All the purity of sin Inner strength To