Martyrs (Blood Blood)

They cracked you like a paper plate
Raked you through the autumn leave it well alone
Pick you up to pull you down
Now I've got something to fall back on

It takes a man to pierce himself
Grit your teeth you whipping post
This is just the long way home

When I bleed for you it's only cause I'm happy to

Mary where's your sinking ship
A modern vessel filled with modern sails and coals
On the run in chronic town
Put that blood blood martyr

It takes a man to press himself
It takes a man to test himself
They will follow you around I swear
They'll never let you dissappear

You last so long

We are the witches a tyrants
We are looking for signs of life and wallets
We are taking your money
We are leaving your carcass
We're the Blood Blood Martyr