A Martyr's Journey - It Prevails

Forever, is the focus, we’ve put on these dreams

Sometimes we have to ask ourselves, is it worth it?

Is all this worth it?

I can’t be put to blame, for any of this

It feels too good to runaway.

I can’t just runaway

In desolation, I pick myself up everyday

How the hell am I standing here?

And who had the say to spit me from the womb into this world?

I know I’m a martyr, I’m not asking for sympathy

I have my life to live.

The standards that I have are my own

I won’t, I can’t join in. This is for me

Few have tried so hard to reignite the blaze

We’ve held in our hearts for so long

But those days are all long gone

We will live our lives, because the one this world

Has been living for us makes us sick inside

Now I push these stones to you

Take them from my chest and let the sight return to my eyes

Let the air return to my lungs

Take these things, that I carry, and let them push onto you

Now you can feel the weight that I’ve carried, for years