March of the Martyrs

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 Like a human sacrifice We pay the price And it begins like this every time My heart starts reacting My soul starts collapsing I'm dancing in fire again I'm burning and bleeding The parasites are breeding It's me versus me versus them Like 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 and unique I'm a freak, I'm a f**k up, I'm suffering Touch, taste, feel Prick the skin, push it in Nothing will be wasted All hate, all faith The cloak becomes sacred Prick the skin, push it in Nothing will be wasted Touch, taste, feel And you will see, 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 and bleeding The parasites are feeding It's me versus me and 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 and unique I'm a freak, I'm a f**k 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 You will know I will suffer, so you don't You will know I will suffer, so you don't I will suffer, so you don't I will suffer, so you don't