ANNA FILET'D AND SANCTIFIED (Martyrs)

​[Verse 1] [Spoken calmly over a single organ note] MY FLESH IS UNMADE FOR THE SAKE OF HER WHO FLED MY BODY BECOMES THE BOOK FOR THE UNREAD EACH NERVE A PSALM OF UNBEARABLE LIGHT I AM THE WOUND THAT WILL END THEIR NIGHT THEY CALL ME ANNA BUT THAT IS NOT MY NAME I AM THE VESSEL FOR THE HOLY FLAME ​[Pre-Chorus] [Soaring, operatic soprano] FOR MY BELOVED LUCIE, I WILL BECOME THE DOOR I WILL ENDURE WHAT SHE COULD NOT ENDURE ​[Chorus] [Operatic vocals and guttural shrieks layered together] BEHOLD, I AM REVELATION MADE OF MEAT! THEIR FOUL KNOWLEDGE RENDERED OBSOLETE! I WEAR MY MUSCLES AS A CRIMSON SHAWL AND WITH UNBLINKING EYES, I WILL WITNESS ALL! GLORY TO THE PAIN! GLORY TO THE VILE! I WILL MAKE A PYRE OF THEIR ENTIRE FILE! ​[Verse 2] [Spoken, voice cracking with intensity] THEIR MATRIARCH, WITH EYES OF DUST AND GREED ASKS ME TO PLANT A SACRAMENTAL SEED OF KNOWLEDGE IN THE BARREN SOIL OF HER EAR SHE BEGS TO KNOW THE TRUTH THAT SHE SHOULD FEAR I GRANT HER THIS, MY FINAL, TERRIBLE GRACE A SINGLE SENTENCE TO ERASE HER FACE ​[Pre-Chorus] [Soaring, operatic soprano] FOR EVERY WOMAN THEY HAVE TORN APART I FORGE A BULLET IN MY BEATING HEART! ​[Chorus] [Operatic vocals and guttural shrieks layered together] BEHOLD, I AM REVELATION MADE OF MEAT! THEIR FOUL KNOWLEDGE RENDERED OBSOLETE! I WEAR MY MUSCLES AS A CRIMSON SHAWL AND WITH UNBLINKING EYES, I WILL WITNESS ALL! GLORY TO THE PAIN! GLORY TO THE VILE! I WILL MAKE A PYRE OF THEIR ENTIRE FILE! ​[Outro] [A final, blood-curdling shriek followed by absolute silence]