Martyrdom

Tell me 'bout the winter

As if I've never stood in the cold

Tell me how the mountains rise on up

On an open road

Talk about the robins singing in the trees

And how their song could bring a man

To his knees

Tell me that a young man

Doesn't have to feel so old

Give me one more summer

As if I ain't been burnt by the sun

Tell me that I'm sorry

For the things that I've done

Make me believe it's not black and white

That we can return from this mortal fight

Tell me that the flesh is not

As weak as the heart

Take a message back from me

Don't wanna be a memory

Sitting in a locket, lying on your chest

Tell 'em we had fought the best

We fell in martyrdom

Something sweet for my son

Sing me that old love song

As if he ain't gon' turn back around

They can't afford to lose

All of these things that we've found

The only way to win is to lay down your arms

Don't let them twist you

Into something you aren't

We were wrong, oh we're so wrong to let go

Take a message back from me

Don't wanna be a memory

Sitting in a locket, lying on your chest

Tell 'em we had fought the best

We fell in martyrdom

Something sweet for my son

Oh... no!

I'm running free, I'm getting out

I dropped the keys right by

My shifting sense of doubt

Don't ask me questions

I don't know shit

The reaper waits, the angels cry

Over the hill inside my mind

And now I-

Take a message back from me

Don't wanna be a memory

Sitting in a locket, lying on your chest

Tell 'em we had fought the best

We fell in martyrdom

Something sweet for my son

We fell in martyrdom

Something sweet