Martyr A.D.

The Fault Of The Human Condition

Martyr A.D.


Lay down 
My heart in front of you 
A chalice will you take it 
A separation that causes a dream demonstrated 
What does that make me? 
A frightened postured boy 
I wallowed in a stream 
I chose to writhe loving 
every second that stretched to eternity 
Will you take this listening to every line? 
Again? 
Finishing your goals 
That your hated 
Life holds for you 
There were characters 
There were nothing else 
And that's so clear 
I wallowed in a stream 
I chose to writhe 
Loving every second that stretched to eternity 
Never have you realized this pain 
Never have you conceived endings 
Never have you believed 
Believed in me 
There will be no direct ties 
Last words from your mouth 
Were expressionless and meaningless 
Again I'm fooled