Resurrection

Complications inside of me

Reminds me that my heart won't always beat

The ugly face of death that's smiling at my rotting teeth

I will die here in this sorrow, I was waiting for tomorrow

Palpitate the pulse until you feel your heart explode against the wall

Talk about me, laugh about me, cry about me

Nail me to the cross

I'll be martyr for the hated, the weak, the ugly, the lost

I will die here in this sorrow, I was waiting for  your tomorrow

Palpitate the pulse until you resurrect my soul from the wall

(Whoa, whoa) Talk about me, laugh about me, cry about me

Nail me to the cross (Whoa, whoa)