Martyr's Song

Born in the eye of the storm, under this fragile skin
I get dressed up in blood red to take on this form
Ghost in a martyrs song
Holding out for the first light
Like the sharp knife piercing the dawn
Thrown into this world, all weak at the knees
Till this stone cold heart spills out
To the sound of the sky falling in
Unravel every part, till the last rogue is run out
Then slam head first right thru the space
Cuz it turns out it's all

Nothing short of a miracle how these forms
Can burst with life till its flooding out once more

Born under a spell in this world
Within this shallow skin I get decked out in red flesh
To take on this form
Bodies in an endless loop, hearts that go a flutter
So bring on the light and the bliss
Cuz it turns out it's all

Nothing short of a miracle how these forms
Can burst with life till its flooding out once more



Credits
Writer(s): Anton A
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