My Beautiful Martyr – Daniel Amos – letras

I believe your tearsAre stored awayAnd like a gentle rainThey will fall some dayOn a dusty heartOn some arid soulAll the tears you’ve criedWill make them wholeMy beautiful martyr (in your crown of thorns)My beautiful martyr (in your robe of fire)My beautiful martyr (in your gown of scorn)So beautifulMy beautiful martyrI believe your bloodRuns wide and deepAnd it stains the skyAnd floods the broken streetThat your prayers are savedThat your cry is heardAnd that the world will hangOn every wordI believe we’ll meetWhere there are no farewellsBetween the spikes that piercedAnd the sword that fell