My Sweet Martyr by Jason

My Sweet Martyr
by Jason C. Clement
© Jason C. Clement

I. Pleasures in Sodomy

Tied and bound, hopeless
Eyes dry, no more tears
Doors locked and sound
Leaving you numb with fear
Broken and bruised, dying
Again and again, the pain
But there's no use in trying
He'll only find you again

Is anyone there for her
In her time of need
Does anyone fucking care for her
Do they care that she bleeds

Why do you do this to her
So innocent and young
Your pleasure in sodomy
She holds her tongue
For she knows if she speaks
She's good as dead
Tears rolled down her cheeks
But now her hearts bled

Hatred for you, driving her insane
No one to hold her
And you're to blame

How do you live
Knowing you're breaking her
Can't anyone see through your bullshit

II. Home

Stay silent, or he'll hear your footsteps
Slipping through the door, you only hope you're alone
Every night is the same, when he returns
To this shithole you call home

Trying to convince yourself
That you're worthless
Trying to amuse yourself
But it's hopeless

All the mind games
And the hours bound in pain
All the blood lost
You don't care what the cost

(Souless and refused)
You can't live anymore
(Shattered and abused)
What is this life for
(The tormenting truth)
Leaving you to die
You have to get hell out of here

Now you're moving on
Twenty bucks and a bus to nowhere
It'll get you gone
Maybe you can start a new life there
Wherever you end up
You don't care
As long as you end up

III. Sharades

Breathless, the blanket's strangling you
And you can hear him, whispering in your ears
His cold touch, has he found you

Hallucinating in fear
Mentally dying
Memories spinning in circles
Like a bad sharade [x2]

Why didn't stay out of her life
Why did you have to do this to her
Now you're the victim, she's got one on you
With a gun to your head, what're you going to do
What are you going to do

You can't repent to God
For your fucking sins
Don't try to hide
Behind your innocent grin
The last straw has been drawn
You're as good as dead now
Hope you had your fun

The gun is loaded
And the triggers pulled
The gun was loaded

Goodbye, goodbye
My sweet martyr [x2]
Now you are dead
For what you believed in
Goodbye, goodbye
I won't miss you

Now the gun goes on
An innocent man
He should feel the same
Right?
Bullets fly now
In rage
And they wonder why
When they read the front page

Such an innocent girl
Gone so wrong
She's locked away now
For forever long
And they ask why
She did such a thing
Kill two innocent men
But they don't know
All the shit she's been through
They're so blind
They're so blind

And now she's happy
Alone in her cell
With no one but her pain

"Hello," she says
"It's good to be with you again"