Of Martyrs And Men Lyrics

Of Martyrs And Men lyrics

Burdened by the world, too weak to deal with life 

Bow to show your love,
bow to show devotion 

Drowning in the sickness that vomits forth deceit


Fear not what is said, but fear what you believe 



Ravaged
by their words and into their open arms 

Like thieves they'll steal your
mind and use it to control 

An endless sea of faces, an endless sea of
loss 

Take your place in line and serve them until the end 



Do you think you follow greatness 

Do you think you follow the divine




Do you think you are the chose 

Do you think you are the
few 



A genocide of faith 

The faithful wait their turn 



Just like slaves...hand in hand 

Just like ghosts...souls in
hand 



You take their lives 

You take our hearts 

You
have no shame 



You shake the world 

Dramatic stage 

For your own gain 



You say you're men 

We know you're
cowards 

You pitiful fools 

The true strong remain 



Just like slaves...hand in hand 

Just like ghosts...now you're damned