Lyrics of Martyr - Septicflesh

In memoriam of Hypatia, a great mathematician, philosopher and astronomer
Murdered at 415 A.D. by order of Cyril the Bishop of Alexandria
Cyril later was declared a saint by the church

Your books, your friends, your life is in mortal danger
The things are tense and knowledge is offense
In this nation vast deception reigns
Church and politics threaten your survival

A strife has grown between faith and wisdom
You chose to stand for the exalted ego
Your creation, a creation maimed
Blame the vultures for their vile way

The mob: Run Devil's seed! You will face the wrath of God
Run Devil's seed! You will face the wrath of God
Run Devil's seed!

You will face the wrath of God
The highest price you'll pay
You will face the wrath of God
The highest price you'll pay

Martyr
Unyielding force of thought and spirit
Martyr
Unyielding force of thought and spirit

Your essence remained
Your work, your life, your books

Unyielding force of thought and spirit, shine!