In
shadows lurk such lonely martyrs
Hungry
for their call to die
Left
to fate, but trying harder
Ringing
questions, asking why
Lost
to destiny in chanting
As
we wander, so we fall
In
such ecstasy left panting
Tried
to alter, lost it all
Wanted
everything, and counting
Left
with hollow souls to self
The
mound of failures now quite mounting
Brings
the brink of mental health
If
the answers all came easily
You
wouldn't want too much from me
If
I could tell you so clearly
If
I could set my mind at ease
But
closing faster, breaking harder
See
my wounds, I am no martyr
I've
earned my sentence
And
all repentence
Left
with yearning
But
now I'm learning
Left
in darkness, felt so hollow
And
my remark this, I am too shallow
I
can not see past my own hand
Too
tired to see, to weak to stand
Why
must I ever choose
Between
brimstone and fire
So
much to lose
Always
the liar
Tear
my soul , keep tasting blood
Grit
my teeth, hold back the flood
Close
my eyes, where am I now?
Will I make it through some how?
Will I make it through some how?
