Exiled Within - Martyr Lyrics

If the body's a temple
Why does mine feel like a cage
Trying to break free from my skin and stop this internal fire every day
The burn rips through my chest, like a knife
And that knife keeps getting, twisted in
So we grow old over time and fade
We erode at the core and turn to clay
Let people walk over it without any knowledge
Let the history of it get covered by silence
And from that waste
Burn a reason
Not a purpose but a reason
It's scraping and cracking at all of my bones
Leaving shards of the old me that has me feeling so alone
Trying to fix something so broken feels pointless
And it doesn't matter anyway
Since temples are made to ruin
So we grow old over time and fade
We erode at the core and turn to clay
Let people walk over it without any knowledge
Let the history of it get covered by silence
And from that waste
Burn a reason
Not a purpose but a reason
So until I'm allowed to leave I will take on everyone else's suffering
They were meant to be here, I wasn't
(Not a purpose)
So I'll live through their pain so they can do what they were meant to do
(But a reason)
It may not seem fair, and that I understand
(Not a purpose)
But the only way, the only way that I can live with myself is under these circumstances
(But a reason)
So we grow old over time and fade
(These bloodied broken hands)
We erode at the core and turn to clay
(Can you hold my hope)
Let people walk over it without any knowledge
(I want to, have a, reason)
Let the history of it get covered by silence
(I need to, have this, reason)
And from that waste
Burn a reason
Not a purpose but a reason
A reason
I need a reason