Martyr
Show me how it all
Came true and I'll, follow
Let live next in line
Line them up to see
Domino's are faceless
After they fall
Something is missing
But pull away
Left to be afraid
The bitterness
Has chosen me, never be the same
Show me, show me how it all began
Violet hands gleaming
Gently cradle me
Beg to show me how
To begin to live again
I'd rather
Just fall off
Than upset
Our balance
The one who
Still sings here
You left us
Minus one
I'm lining up all that was took from me
Between all the lines I destroy what you gave to me
Alone I try not to believe
After all that has changed the martyr is still me
The martyr
Writer/s: MARTIN LEE GORE
