Blessed be the broken one
whose mind is now awoken
Brought to you by lairs and sovereigns;
not by devils, nor by saints
Blessed be the song of ours
that's beating in our hearts
That shakened my inner, yes -
blessed be the sinner
Blessed be all the wrong reasons
Blessed be the cold and dark seasons
The withered flower in the corner
And the oh so lonely mourner
Blessed be, for all who care,
the one who didn't dare
Even if there's will, there's no guarantee
that the courage will come for free
Blessed be the outnumbered
(your sould the could never encumber)
The ones who fought 'til their last breath
and joined forces, at the end, with Death
The things that no one can see,
and the notes to the song out of key
The rotten, the dark, the bloody -
and every defect on your body
Blessed be me, and blessed be you
Blessed be all the once was true