He had a lot to say.

He had a lot of nothing to say.

We'll miss him.

We'll miss him.

He had a lot to say.

He had a lot of nothing to say.

We'll miss him.

We'll miss him.

We are gonna miss him

We are gonna miss him.

It's So long now.

We wish you well.

You told us how you weren't afraid to die.

Well then, so long.

Don't cry now.

Or feel too down.

Not all martyrs see divinity.

But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,

He had a voice that was strong and loud.

We'll miss him.

We'll miss him.

Ranting and pointing his finger

At everything but his heart.

We'll miss him.

We'll miss him.

We are gonna miss him.

We are gonna miss him.

There is no way to recall

What it was that you had said to me,

Like I care at all.

But it was so Loud.

You sure could yell.

You took a stand on every little thing

And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,

He had a voice so strong and loud and I

Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so

Eager to identify with

Someone above the ground,

Someone who seemed to feel the same,

Someone prepared to lead the way, with

Someone who would die for me.

Will you?

Will you now?

Would you die for me?

Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.

Don't you fuckin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.

Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?

You had a lot to say.

You had a lot of nothing to say.

Come down.

Get off your fuckin cross.

We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.

You must be crucified

For our sins and our lies.

[sic]Goodbye...