Sangtekst: Otep. Ascension. March of the Martyrs.

Suffer, suffer, suffer
Suffer, suffer, suffer, suffer

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
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

Like whore, holy, loved, lonely
Murdering the others now and then
I am barren, fruitful, bored but rarely useful
A sinner seeking manic martyrdom

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 suffering

Touch, taste, feel

Prick the skin, push it in
Nothing will be wasted
All hate, all faith
The cloak becomes sacred

Prick the skin, push it in
Nothing will be wasted

Touch, taste, feel
And you will see, you will know
We will heal everything

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 and all 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

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

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

Bred for the slaughter
The march of the martyrs
Bred for the slaughter
The march of the martyrs
Bred for the slaughter

You will know
I will suffer, so you don't
You will know
I will suffer, so you don't
I will suffer, so you don't
I will suffer, so you don't