Letra All The Days of May de Hands Of The Martyr

We found faith, we found love, we found it all and we promised ourselves we'd never fall. Scorned and wayward, they came before us to lead the way to discontent.
For so long we rescued the pieces of all the puzzles that fell apart. We say "never for the pleasure..." Learned ways of the world flood society. 
Lead my mind!
Lead my mind to a containment so it redefines the light inside. Lead my mind to a containment that is petrified to go the way of pride. It's all wrong for me to be wallowing in pain after all the long hard days of finding who I am. Through all the days of May, and feeling I'm complete, I never thought I'd recreate the monster that I killed. 
Why strive 
for sorrow? 
Sometimes we fall with conviction still in our voice. 
Proclaimed
for all to know, 
we have it made, but forever is a choice.
For so long, We rescued the pieces
Lead my mind to a containment so it redefines the light inside. Lead my mind to a containment that is petrified to go the way of pride. It's all wrong for me to be wallowing in pain after all the long hard days of finding who I am. Through all the days of May, and feeling I'm complete, I never thought I'd recreate the monster that I killed.