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Born of a fool and a mother, weep
Find me peace in the arms of a tragedy
Trust in your subconscious prophecies
Born of a martyr
Yare Martou Yara Gouda
Policing a thoughtful mother
We're crying
I'm a martyr, running
From fraudulent father
They try to hold our nightmares in
We didn't want them
None of it
Thrust into a world of suffering
Born in my armour
They try to hold our nightmares in
We didn't want them
None of it
Thrust into a world of suffering
Born in my armour
Born
Born
Born out of genocide, of a martyr
Born
Born
Born into suicide of a mother
Born
Born
Born out of genocide, now I mourn her
Born
Born
Suicide of a mother
Down in the darkness again
Nothing but violence firing off from her pen
Manipulation
Part of me painted by sin
By gemini twin
Ararat running through me
Man or mountain, we are both free
All the trauma running through me
Born of a mother and fool, weep
Weep
Weep
All, all is now gone
All is now gone but not lost
I cry in the arms of the haloed above
Vardan and Valerie
Two worlds dismantling
My armour forged by fallen effort shining in the night
Lead me to the crossroads of the wrong and of the right
But the choice of path to walk is always mine
Mine
Mine
They try to hold our nightmares in
We didn't want them
None of it
Thrust into a world of suffering
Born in my armour
They try to hold our nightmares in
We didn't want them
None of it