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A Martyr's Death


I am to die a martyr’s death
Upon the cross upside down

Unworthy to die as He before me
I welcome death with open arms
The nine tails’ lash lay on me
I feel them tear to the bone
Again and again the whips flay my flesh;
The pain is neverending; I now wish for death
It denies me as I denied the Son of Man
A piece of shame that I take to my grave

I take up my cross one last time for the sake of faith
My time on earth has finally met its end

I die today
A martyr’s death; I’ve earned
I will not falter on the faith I hold dear
In the face of death I persevere
This life I leave is naught but a speck of dust
Unto the grave I die but I will be reborn

My soul cries out for the touch of the void
Alas, that fate is a blessing compared to the suffering inflicted this day by the hands of man in their sinful greed
I stand before the crowds, a ragged man with nothing left but the death I am deserving for the crime of faith

I pick up the wooden cross
Ensured of my passing from this life to the next
I feel a shove from behind, I take my first step of many to the grave
I approach the site of the devil’s lair
The mouth of the abyss stares at me
No longer can I run from the fate ahead
I gladly accept my destiny
My death will serve as encouragement to the faith of the weak
Our God is deserving of even our lives
When we reach the hill, I ask one last time to invert my cross
For I am not worthy to die as the one who died for me
I am unworthy

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