The Martyr - SRSQ

The rain falls around me, and from beyond a distant fog

Come shadows that could render us asunder

The waves crash around me, pulling towards a deepest dark

I struggle just to keep from going under

It’s all I can do

A dream world, a glory, a call from the depths of hell

I’m sickened by the terrible reminder

A fantasy, a fools' escape, a hopefulness, a sweet embrace

Illusions that this horror is behind us

It’s all I can do

But I might fall to pieces

Might not pull through

A solid place, a secret want, a dream too dangerous to hold

Deny myself despite that I have found you

A shattered fist, a solid wall, continuously rise and fall

Ignore the dreadful thought that it’s impossible to have it all