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 a**a**inate 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