Rise

I will rise
 Drug me up and crucify me
 I want to feel nothing but your betrayal
 Nail me down and medicate
 What I'd assassinate if I weren't so frail
 What is another black hole
 To a dead sky's stars
 What is a fresh wound
 To a body so full of scars
 Bleed me out and purify me
 I'm in need of cleansing of what I've failed
 Sail me down the ocean's face
 So I confront my fate in a ghost storm's gale
 I will rise
 I will find
 Room to grow
 Or a place to die
 It's decay in their eyes
 Widow black, withered white
 I hope they see the price of deceit
 Rot away in my mind
 Don't look back, don't deny
 We all have what you've called demons
 I will rise
 I will find
 Room to grow
 Or a place to die