Messenger (Warrel Dane)

I'm the one you call the liar I'm the lamb who slayed the lion Crawl upon your cross again Play the victim till the end What you've gained is nothingness What you've learned is useless You play the Martyr, crawl upon your cross again Always the victim but it's all inside your head Dark are those that lie to lovers Your fathers past, the weakest cover Perched upon your soiled throne Cast your sticks, I'll throw stones Envy and Lust will drown you Just look around you You play the Martyr, crawl upon your cross again Always the victim but it's all inside your head Remembering days we felt we were chosen Those were the days when the hunger was all that we had Can't take back the past, can't heal the wounds No one can rescue your faded ideals All that remains are scars of a wasted youth You play the Martyr, crawl upon your cross again Always the victim but it's all inside your head When will you ever learn to trust another, my friend just play the Martyr 'till the world stands to it's end