March Of The Martyrs — Otep: текст песни

(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

Verse 1

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 ..

You will know I will suffer So you don't

I will suffer So you won't