- cifra
And this is what you get
When you compel the pain
And this is where you rest
Above a growing flame
I see you
For what you are
I'll free you
I'll watch you fall
And you take
Take
Need the needing
Want the wanting
Victim, the victim
Live for dying
Sanctified
The victim, victim
And this is who you are
A figment of yourself
And this is where you fall
Beneath the lowest hill
I see you
Nowhere to hide
Rip out your heart
Crawl back inside
And you take
Take
Need the needing
Want the wanting
Victim, the victim
Live for dying
Crucified
The victim, victim
Parade of martyrs
March to the slaughter
Invent a mission
Believe your fiction
You are the only one you're saving
There's nothing left but still you're taking
Still you take, take
Take, take, take, take
