There was a silence on the morning of my birthday
The kind that only happens before everything is revealed to be a nightmare
And I wish I could say if I was dreaming or not
But I was never good at passing judgements
And if this all is a hallucination destined to end in flames
Will you meet me in the sky where the lack of oxygen makes it hard for fires to burn
But if the sky is too far and you have plans later
Would you get it over with and set me ablaze
And if it's not too much to ask, would you sweep up my ashen remains?
My mother has just the spot on the shelf for me
That's not morbid, it's sweet actually
She always wanted to show me off

I'm in danger of burning up
I'm encircled by a blaze
Take me to the sky
So I don't choke on the haze
When we get to the sky
I'll cease to inhale
But you may breathe me in
I'll be your protecting veil

I am the martyr
I'm Major Tom
I'd die to save you
And I'll disappoint my mom
I am the martyr
I'm Major Tom
I'd die to save you
And I'm sorry to my mom

Why do I always suffer?
Why must I always burn?
The meek shall inherit what?
What will my sacrifice earn?