March of the Martyrs Lyrics
| Song | March of the Martyrs |
| Artist | Otep |
| Album | The Ascension |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cheema, McGuire, Shamaya, Woff | |
| (Sufferin.... sufferin.... sufferin... Sufferin!) | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you won't | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you don't | |
| I will suffer (Like a human sacrifice, We pay the price) | |
| And it begins | |
| Like this | |
| Every time [verse 1] | |
| My heart starts reacting | |
| My soul starts collapsing | |
| I'm dancing in fire again | |
| I'm burning and bleeding | |
| The parasites are breeding | |
| It's me versus me versus them | |
| I am whore, holy, loved, lonely | |
| Murdering the others now and then | |
| I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely useful | |
| A sinner seeking manic martyrdom [chorus] | |
| The devil may care but | |
| I don't No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul | |
| I'm insignificant, | |
| I'm shiny & unique | |
| I'm a freak, | |
| I'm a fuck-up, | |
| I'm suffering [tunnel] | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| All my hate | |
| All my faith | |
| The cloak becomes sacred | |
| Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. And you will see | |
| And you will know | |
| We will heal ... | |
| Everything. [verse 2] | |
| My heart starts collapsing | |
| My soul starts reacting | |
| I'm back in the fire again | |
| I'm burning and bleeding | |
| The parasites are feeding | |
| It's me versus me over of them | |
| I am whore, holy, loved, lonely | |
| Murdering the others | |
| I have been | |
| I am barren, fruitful, bored but really useful | |
| A sinner seeking manic martyrdom [chorus] | |
| The devil may care but | |
| I don't No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul | |
| I'm insignificant, | |
| I'm shiny and unique | |
| I'm a freak, | |
| I'm a fuck-up, | |
| I'm martyring [tunnel] | |
| Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| All my hate | |
| All my faith | |
| The cloak becomes sacred | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted [bridge] | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter .. [exodus] | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you don't | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you won't |
| zuo qu : Cheema, McGuire, Shamaya, Woff | |
| Sufferin.... sufferin.... sufferin... Sufferin! | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you won' t | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you don' t | |
| I will suffer Like a human sacrifice, We pay the price | |
| And it begins | |
| Like this | |
| Every time verse 1 | |
| My heart starts reacting | |
| My soul starts collapsing | |
| I' m dancing in fire again | |
| I' m burning and bleeding | |
| The parasites are breeding | |
| It' s me versus me versus them | |
| I am whore, holy, loved, lonely | |
| Murdering the others now and then | |
| I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely useful | |
| A sinner seeking manic martyrdom chorus | |
| The devil may care but | |
| I don' t No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul | |
| I' m insignificant, | |
| I' m shiny unique | |
| I' m a freak, | |
| I' m a fuckup, | |
| I' m suffering tunnel | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| All my hate | |
| All my faith | |
| The cloak becomes sacred | |
| Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. And you will see | |
| And you will know | |
| We will heal ... | |
| Everything. verse 2 | |
| My heart starts collapsing | |
| My soul starts reacting | |
| I' m back in the fire again | |
| I' m burning and bleeding | |
| The parasites are feeding | |
| It' s me versus me over of them | |
| I am whore, holy, loved, lonely | |
| Murdering the others | |
| I have been | |
| I am barren, fruitful, bored but really useful | |
| A sinner seeking manic martyrdom chorus | |
| The devil may care but | |
| I don' t No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul | |
| I' m insignificant, | |
| I' m shiny and unique | |
| I' m a freak, | |
| I' m a fuckup, | |
| I' m martyring tunnel | |
| Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| All my hate | |
| All my faith | |
| The cloak becomes sacred | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted bridge | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter .. exodus | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you don' t | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you won' t |
| zuò qǔ : Cheema, McGuire, Shamaya, Woff | |
| Sufferin.... sufferin.... sufferin... Sufferin! | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you won' t | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you don' t | |
| I will suffer Like a human sacrifice, We pay the price | |
| And it begins | |
| Like this | |
| Every time verse 1 | |
| My heart starts reacting | |
| My soul starts collapsing | |
| I' m dancing in fire again | |
| I' m burning and bleeding | |
| The parasites are breeding | |
| It' s me versus me versus them | |
| I am whore, holy, loved, lonely | |
| Murdering the others now and then | |
| I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely useful | |
| A sinner seeking manic martyrdom chorus | |
| The devil may care but | |
| I don' t No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul | |
| I' m insignificant, | |
| I' m shiny unique | |
| I' m a freak, | |
| I' m a fuckup, | |
| I' m suffering tunnel | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| All my hate | |
| All my faith | |
| The cloak becomes sacred | |
| Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. And you will see | |
| And you will know | |
| We will heal ... | |
| Everything. verse 2 | |
| My heart starts collapsing | |
| My soul starts reacting | |
| I' m back in the fire again | |
| I' m burning and bleeding | |
| The parasites are feeding | |
| It' s me versus me over of them | |
| I am whore, holy, loved, lonely | |
| Murdering the others | |
| I have been | |
| I am barren, fruitful, bored but really useful | |
| A sinner seeking manic martyrdom chorus | |
| The devil may care but | |
| I don' t No masters, no gods, no laws, no soul | |
| I' m insignificant, | |
| I' m shiny and unique | |
| I' m a freak, | |
| I' m a fuckup, | |
| I' m martyring tunnel | |
| Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted | |
| All my hate | |
| All my faith | |
| The cloak becomes sacred | |
| Touch. Taste. | |
| Feel. Prick the skin | |
| Push it in | |
| Nothing will be wasted bridge | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter | |
| The march of the martyrs | |
| Bred for the slaughter .. exodus | |
| You will know | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you don' t | |
| I will suffer | |
| So you won' t |
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