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They called me Martyr,
and so I started to believe that the world loved shame.
Just another game that everyone played.

I rolled the dice.
Found out I was christened and born twice
under the same stars and satellites that you look to
every night.

So I took the took the letters from my name; decided to rearrange
every note and every frame.
Everything I became.

And I knew that you
could never be right for me.
And I, yes I,
knew that I would die just to hear you breathe.

Even though I crawl on hands and knees,
failing to see others pleased,
I still believe we were a song sung by Destiny.
Its funny actually;
To know I've crossed dimensions,
and you've still failed to mention
how much you thought you meant to me.

So you took the letters from your name;
decided to rearrange,
every note and every frame,
everything you became.

And you, yes you,
knew that you were never right for me.
And I, yes I,
knew that I could die just to hear you breathe.

They held the relic to my eyes,
and I winced at just how bright you shined.
They held the relic to my eyes,
and I winced at just how bright you shined.

They said:
"Sinner,
You've peeked through open doors.
You've seen what lies before and witnessed her excellence.
With this mandate of Heaven
I will see fit,
that these fires will force your repentance,
and you'll never see the end of it."

And so they took the letters from our names;
decided to rearrange,
every note and every frame,
Everything we became.

And you knew that you were never right for me.
And I, yes I, knew that I would die just to hear you breathe.


Just to hear you breathe.

~Roger Moreno 2008