Protest the Hero
Текст песни Divinity Within

This morning there are no rods or staffs
To comfort you dressed as a target
As you amble in your chains and stumble through
The corridors that leads to our makeshift valley of death

In the prison's backyard
Where you give us your final breath.
Last night I saw you dine with lovers and human tears,
But glanced at me in ways
That brought to life my sleeping fears,

That today you'll bite my neck,
Today you'll bite my neck.
That today you'll bite my neck,
Today you'll bite my neck.

Today you'll bite my neck,
Today you'll bite my neck.
That today you'll bite my neck,
Today you'll bite my neck... [continues in the background]

And peel away the aging skin,
Expose this lifeless body and the void.
Divinity within (I watch my temple fall to pieces),
Divinity within (I watch my temple watch to pieces).

So tell me when I've read you your rights,
When the guns are in their place,
When your crime is no longer seems absurd,

When you crime's no longer absurd,
What will you say
When we ask what are your final words?

When your crime's no longer absurd,
What will you, what will you say, Kezia,
When we ask what are your final words?
What are your final words?