MARTYR C9mplex Broadway Karkat

Blood was once a weapon
That they used to rule
And when I'm gone
Don’t tell them my descendents you
When Darkleer knocks
An arrow to the bowstring
I'll be ready for what comes

I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head
Like the Signless, said;
I’m gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head;
Chained together irons
Hotter than this hell because

[Chorus]
I won't cry for you!
I won't suffer for the things you do
I won't cry for you, see
When I'm grown;
A martyr I will never be

I was not just meant to fill
Up someone's waste of space
I know, that I was born for
Something so much more
And yet
In bubbles where the fallen dream
Is where I'll fade away