The Sword Longs For The Martyr
Razor sharp edges
Fangs in my eyes
barbs and splinters around my skin
untouchable, no matter how hard you try
I'd waste years for one of her seconds
Little horror with the heavenly shine
Words just like a poultice
To soothe ancient bruises of mine
Don't come closer
hazardous, but she'll let me hold her
I feel colder for my fear
Don't let me flay her here.
It becomes sharp, love is just harm
I don't have the hands to wield it
My heart is a blade
For its sheath, she was made
Not of metal, only the softest of cotton.
Brave hearted this is true
I could only sever you
She says I'm not hewn for destruction
Arms laid down, her silk surrounds
Sharpening an edge I need to be dulled
She says she'd welcome the pain
again and again
A war of willing destruction.
Don't come closer
hazardous, but she'll let me hold her
I feel colder for my fear
Don't let me flay her here.
It becomes sharp, love is just harm
I don't have the hands to wield it
It's only in dreams that she speaks to me
Held her only in their madness
I'd waste years for one of her seconds
Fangs in my eyes
barbs and splinters around my skin
untouchable, no matter how hard you try
I'd waste years for one of her seconds
Little horror with the heavenly shine
Words just like a poultice
To soothe ancient bruises of mine
Don't come closer
hazardous, but she'll let me hold her
I feel colder for my fear
Don't let me flay her here.
It becomes sharp, love is just harm
I don't have the hands to wield it
My heart is a blade
For its sheath, she was made
Not of metal, only the softest of cotton.
Brave hearted this is true
I could only sever you
She says I'm not hewn for destruction
Arms laid down, her silk surrounds
Sharpening an edge I need to be dulled
She says she'd welcome the pain
again and again
A war of willing destruction.
Don't come closer
hazardous, but she'll let me hold her
I feel colder for my fear
Don't let me flay her here.
It becomes sharp, love is just harm
I don't have the hands to wield it
It's only in dreams that she speaks to me
Held her only in their madness
I'd waste years for one of her seconds
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The Story Behind The Lyrics:Pete Angel the lead singer in the fictional band 'For I Give Hurt Too' wrote this song when thinking of Anne, his former bandmate turned rival's love interest.
Pete isn't good at romantic expression and spends his time writing an album dedicated to his new fascination. Love letters in the form of music.
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I'd imagine 'For I Give Hurt Too' (or FIGHT) has a sound that's a mix of the following real life bands:
Siouxsie and the Banshees
Type O Negative
Mayhem
Sisters of Mercy
Venom
Overkill
Sonata Arctica