March of the Martyrs

(Suffer. suffer. suffer.)

You will know

I will suffer

So you won't

You will know

I will suffer

So you don't

(like a human sacrifice,

We pay the price)

& it begins

Like this

Every time

My heart starts reacting

My soul starts collapsing

I'm dancing in fire again

I'm burning & bleeding

The parasites are breeding

It's me versus me versus them

I am whore, holy, loved, lonely

Murdering the others now and then

I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely useful

A sinner seeking manic martyrdom

The devil may care but i don't

No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul

I'm insignificant, i'm shiny & unique

I'm a freak, i'm a fuck-up, i'm suffering

Touch. taste. feel.

Prick the skin

Push it in

Nothing will be wasted

All my hate

All my faith

The cloak becomes sacred

Prick the skin

Push it in

Nothing will be wasted

Touch.

Taste.

Feel.

And you will see

And you will know

We will heal ...

Everything.

My heart starts collapsing

My soul starts reacting

I'm back in the fire again

I'm burning & bleeding

The parasites are feeding

It's me versus me & all of them

I am whore, holy, loved, lonely

Murdering the others i have been

I am barren, fruitful, bored but really useful

A sinner seeking manic martyrdom

The devil may care but i don't

No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul

I'm insignificant, i'm shiny & unique

I'm a freak, i'm a fuck-up, i'm martyring

Prick the skin

Push it in

Nothing will be wasted

All my hate

All my faith

The cloak becomes sacred

Touch.

Taste.

Feel.

Prick the skin

Push it in

Nothing will be wasted

Bred for the slaughter

The march of the martyrs

Bred for the slaughter

The march of the martyrs

Bred for the slaughter

The march of the martyrs

Bred for the slaughter ..

You will know

I will suffer

So you don't

I will suffer

So you won't