Album Cover Martyr

Martyr

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They've built this place in here

It's where I'm banished, stuck again

And I'm lying to pass my breathe

Pass my breathe to those who would have died

Or could I go on

And wear the marks of a thousand years

And scorn the angels that I've born

Desperately, so desperately

Crawling back to the womb

Crawling back to the womb

I, I lost

Or could I go on

A knife in the hands of a beautiful woman

Will cast a spell worth a thousand years

I wish you would hold onto me

I wish you'd remember me when I'm gone

I'm gone

I died for all of you

I died for all of you