If I fall, will you follow? For I am down If you fall, I will follow Cause I am a part of you My wounds will bleed From your cutting words Your skin is the void a sanctum of wreckage My wounds still bleed From your cutting words Your skin is the void a sanctum, for my wreckage Enlightenment is for martyrs And you've built me a monument of light A false beacon, where I ll wreak my ship The wise sometimes from wisdom ways depart Rejection regains its wounds
