Born To Be

I was born to be a bastard,
And I prayed to be a saint,
I'll die to be a martyr,
Because I'm scared to be afraid.

I sang to hear a song,
And I talked to hear a voice,
I'll die to know I've been alive,
Because I decide I have no choice.

I lived at their beck and call all my life,
Now it's time to die at mine.

I lived to be a martyr
And I'll die to be a saint,
But these hands of yours
My blood will taint.