Lyrics to Protest The Hero

protest the hero - bury the hatchet
well, place your justice in my palm and then i'll make a fist and punch your grimaced face until every knuckle breaks and bleeds in resistance to my sidewalk painting a mangled body twitching and reg protest the hero

protest the hero - i am dmitri karamazov and the world is my father
so it starts, from one impurity held in place by loveless security, always thrown around and beaten by squinted eyes that soon bear turned back, abstract views through broken bottles of brandy. i'm qu protest the hero

protest the hero - red stars over the battle of the cowshed
i declare a war, a fight for freedom against any system that's built to consume our power and maintained to divide our energy. a system where an honest person can sweat for hours and then play slave protest the hero

protest the hero - she who mars the skin of gods
"kezia, my darling, please never forget this world's got the substance of a frozen summer silhouette" said my mother through lips that were cracked with love and toil before she added, "the warmest of protest the hero

protest the hero - the dissentience
down the street half a block away in a familiar place regular people agree with each other in smoke signals down the street half a block and in a familiar place regular people agree with each other i protest the hero

protest the hero - the divine suicide of k.
better think of my answers now because i know the questions will be asked like if i brought the joy i found in the confessions of a mask the tip of my tongue's already touching the top of my mouth it' protest the hero

protest the hero - turn soonest to the sea
do you remember how it was when you bled? when you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept because vesta's long been sleeping and now you've come to accept that your anatomy defines more tha protest the hero

protest the hero - 5th commandment
religion is killing all over the place, everyone is striving to be the master race. you fight for your freedom and you kill for peace, but your whole damn cause is hypocrisy. how many more must die? protest the hero

protest the hero - a plateful of our dead
don't ever ask us to define our morals sometimes when fundamentals meet teenage heartbreak some of us are all of us half-selves that love whole hopes and hara-kiri heartbreak there's almost nothing w protest the hero

protest the hero - an apathetic new world
tonight i sat alone on the steps and stared into the blank sky; stars cloaked by smog, the poison of our own. and as the bitter air bit down i held my breath and thought of all the others on their b protest the hero

protest the hero - asperity of sin
blood stained faces bodies torn apart. tear stained eyes and fists clenched longing for revenge. bearded men gun - toting men chanting praises to their god, screaming "martyrs never die." protest the hero

protest the hero - blind folds aside
we woke up as men but tonight we'll sleep as killers. as we break this cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer. the steel never seemed so cold and agile than life never seems less vital and fragile protest the hero

protest the hero - blindfolds aside
we woke up as men but tonight, tonight we'll sleep as killers as we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer the steel never seemed more cold and agile than life never seems less vital and protest the hero

protest the hero - bloodmeat
enemies of khanate strung on hooks like pigs to slaughter, heads will roll heads will roll, throats will be slit blood will flow like springs of water heads will roll to the river red (across the ochr protest the hero

protest the hero - bone marrow
thus now, he knelt before the ruins cold of sweat, heat of flame and all the severed heads of those who brought the village the village to it's shame those who plundered, pilfered village, lives woul protest the hero

protest the hero - divinity within
this morning there's no rods or staffs to comfort you dressed as a target as you amble in your chains and stumble through the corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death in the prison's backy protest the hero

protest the hero - fear and loathing in laramie
compassion is shit, soft-spoken words and a look of concern. the fire is lit. emotion will never extinguish the flames that inaction has built. what makes it burn? a nation so straight deviation's a protest the hero

protest the hero - goddess bound
take everything your parents taught you throw it to the dogs it's a forgotten flesh of something dead it's blood drips from your jaws take everything your school has taught you throw it to the dogs l protest the hero

protest the hero - goddess gagged
oh god the sound they must have heard in the distance a wilderness of sound and movement repeating itself across the narrows of the mountainside the cries of creatures crashing, kill them the human v protest the hero