Martyrdom - Pale Divine

Shadows fall…

Under blood red skies

As the angels mourn their dying son

One for all…

Crimson tears he cries

For he knows the end has just begun

The love he had has died…

Condemned and crucified

All the pain he tried to hide…

Burns inside

Blood will flow…

From the hearts of men

For the one who wears the martyrs crown

Now they know…

He will rise again

Though they tried in vain to strike him down

The love we had has died…

Condemned and crucified

Al the pain we tried to hide…

Burns inside

I gaze into your eyes…

I see that we are one

Your hand in mine we walk alone…

Until our days are done