We Are the Lamb

Tied to this post, without foresight, of what's to come

The lamb he sings, the song of the martyr

He is the chosen one

The one to help us fail. The one to let us grow

The torch is passed on. We are the lamb

And who have we become now? A life longed to be lived?

Our fierce love, destined to destruct

By our own selfish hands

The one to help us fail As blood runs cold

The torch is passed on, We are the lamb

We have so much to gain

But our hearts won't let us learn

Blinded by the pain of loss

And who have we become now?

We are the lamb