My Beautiful Martyr · letra

I believe your tears Are stored away And like a gentle rain They will fall some day On a dusty heart On some arid soul All the tears you've cried Will make them whole
My beautiful martyr (in your crown of thorns) My beautiful martyr (in your robe of fire) My beautiful martyr (in your gown of scorn) So beautiful My beautiful martyr
I believe your blood Runs wide and deep And it stains the sky And floods the broken street That your prayers are saved That your cry is heard And that the world will hang On every word
I believe we'll meet Where there are no farewells Between the spikes that pierced And the sword that fell