Seven years have come and gone
All that's left are scriptures songs
Livin' with the pieces of my memories
And I'll guard all the dyin' and kill all abandoned hope
When martyrs die who is left to hide the moonlight?
I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns
Drag me into sky black lungs, give you hope to rise above
Am I what you want or who I had to be?
And I'm not the Messiah and I can't heal a broken home
I'll give you my life and my pride to live through tonight
I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns
Faith incarnate through the darkness
Sins of carnage we've become of
I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns
All that's left are scriptures songs
Livin' with the pieces of my memories
And I'll guard all the dyin' and kill all abandoned hope
When martyrs die who is left to hide the moonlight?
I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns
Drag me into sky black lungs, give you hope to rise above
Am I what you want or who I had to be?
And I'm not the Messiah and I can't heal a broken home
I'll give you my life and my pride to live through tonight
I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns
Faith incarnate through the darkness
Sins of carnage we've become of
I will walk through hell in these words I've fell
Straight into your arms
With this crown of thorns
With my crown of thorns
Use my breath for every line you'll take, when you are lonely, words are holy
A deadly grip on lies, sing to these blood red skies, hail Mary, whisper softly
What you became
Some things never change and so we
We learn from All Your Hate
We are Nawawala in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
Here's to your martyr watch her morals bend, an empty story we grow hungry
to reclaim the notes we lend, you cannot win, when saints are glory I'll die slowly
What you became
Some things never change and so we
We learn from All Your Hate
We are Nawawala in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
We learn from All Your Hate
Your someone else
Your on your own
We learn from All Your Hate
We are Nawawala in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
A deadly grip on lies, sing to these blood red skies, hail Mary, whisper softly
What you became
Some things never change and so we
We learn from All Your Hate
We are Nawawala in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
Here's to your martyr watch her morals bend, an empty story we grow hungry
to reclaim the notes we lend, you cannot win, when saints are glory I'll die slowly
What you became
Some things never change and so we
We learn from All Your Hate
We are Nawawala in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned
We learn from All Your Hate
Your someone else
Your on your own
We learn from All Your Hate
We are Nawawala in your mistakes
Play our hymn for the brand new day
We burn, we learned