Lyrics
[Intro] They don't want him.
They want the blood.
THEY WANT THE BLOOD!
GO!
[Verse 1] Dark room. Silence bleeds.
Counting down the seconds while the nightmare feeds.
He sits there terrified, sweating through the skin,
Forging a weapon out of what lies within.
They built a pedestal inside a pit of mud,
Draped him in white just to drown him in blood.
Nobody asked if he wanted this fight,
Left in the shadows while they scream for the light.
[Pre-Chorus] Torn into pieces for the crowd to take!
Paraded around for the ritual's sake!
He can't walk away! No turning back!
Bound to the altar on a crooked track!
[Chorus] Worship the martyr! Forget the man!
Burn down the martyr to complete the plan!
A hollow martyr on a throne of dust,
Dying for something no one can trust!
Hail the martyr! Bleed the martyr!
Flesh into stone! Stone into dust!
They love the martyr! They hate the man!
[Verse 2] Cheering his downfall, calling it grace,
Carving an icon to put in his place.
He was a person before the applause,
Now just an empty shell consumed by the cause.
The altar is red and the spectators wait,
Cheering for tragedy, hungry for hate.
Entrapped in the armor, suffocating slow,
The hero must perish to finish the show!
[Pre-Chorus] Torn into pieces for the crowd to take!
Paraded around for the ritual's sake!
He can't walk away! No turning back!
Bound to the altar on a crooked track!
[Chorus] Worship the martyr! Forget the man!
Burn down the martyr to complete the plan!
A hollow martyr on a throne of dust,
Dying for something no one can trust!
Hail the martyr! Bleed the martyr!
Flesh into stone! Stone into dust!
They love the martyr! They hate the man!