Letter To The Exiles Martyrdom
Silence is my only weapon against your lies,
piercing my skin like needles, poison into my blood,
ripping and tearing my own world down to this.
Silence, wasting away as you burn inside. I am hoping for
this to pass into the night.
There is no relief from the rage that lives in my eyes.
You are not a martyr. You’re the same as the rest.
I can see right through you, and I’m not impressed.
And as you walk away in anger, your failure only grows
stronger.
Did you think you could just walk away? Yaah...
I won’t (I won’t) let you (let you) neglect (neglect)
your faith (your faith).
Do you (do you) hear Him (hear Him) calling you?
Is this want you wanted to be? Lost in a world of
insincerity? I can see no method at all.
Silence is my only weapon against your lies. Silence is
all you will hear.
You are not a martyr. You’re the same as the rest.
I can see right through you, and I’m not impressed.
