Martyr A.D.

The Gestation Process

Martyr A.D.


From your hands pulling at these strings 
My life is left to an empty frame 
Cast me aside at an arms length 
Reach out to me lick my wounds 
Leave me again with fresh scars 
The end is loving bitterness 
Is growing into a loveless cancer 
Beaten and drained as our dream has been sucked away 
In the end desperation makes an addict out of us 
All the end is loving bitterness 
Is growing in to a loveless cancer 
My presence is weak 
I am the cure you never wanted please 
Leave me alone just let me be 
I'm dried of worth and not needed 
Because your desperate the past is the savior 
That's how you keep striving 
If you think of the present 
There's not much to offer 
There's an anecdote that you get your hands on 
Just let me be 
Just let me be