Yes, a martyr once was I
And a martyr I am no more.
For the Lord I loved had killed me;
It's from I which I was torn,
And so the martyr was killed,
This was the settling of scores.
No longer suppressed by ten laws,
Bona fide I am reborn.
Yes, a martyr once was I
And a martyr I am no more.
It's from I which I was taken,
But to me I was attorned.