Otep

Otep - March Of The Martyrs

Broken buildings watching over flooded streets where nothing moves

Shelters for the vultures hardly keeping daylight out

Marble stained with rust, faded paintings on the walls

Beaten towers crumble, haunted only by the wind

I will live forever

No angels left to hold me

I will be the final man

Picking up the given challenge of the fallen gargoyle angels

Headed on collision course with martyrs tied as fenders

Driving like a mad dog going faster than a bullet

Pulled by gravitation from a million tons of stone

Human insects lived here crawling through the underground

Beehive built in stainless, a cathedral for the slaves

Spineless cowards guided by ideals they couldn't grasp

Giving up their freedom in the hope of being chosen

I will live forever

No angels left to hold me

I will be the final man

In the twilight grows the shadow's hollow hands that tries to catch me

Omens can not stop me because all the prophets died

Like the ancient temples their monuments survived them

Speeding through the ruins I left their bridges burning

I will live forever

No angels left to hold me

I will be the final man

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