Protest The Hero - Heretics & Killers lyrics
[Protest The Hero - Heretics & Killers lyrics]
They call me the man with
The blood of Christ honesty
But tonight (Tonight we'll sleep as killers)
I drink with heathens and our
Our finest blasphemies
(As we break the cryptic
As we break the cryptic)
In wine there's truth
But in silence there's surrender
A screaming for the silence
In stunned suspicious terror
Built a temple in my life and
Used God to seal the pillars
After twenty years of fighting
Young heretics and killers
I watch my temple fall to pieces
(At the first signs of oncoming weather)
I fell to my knees, just like
Jesus in the cave jesus in the cave
Jesus in the cave i knew I would die
But my lips could only say
"I'm not your son
So why have you forsaken me?"
(There's a hole in my heart
But it just makes me unholy)
Crucified that night
And I walked away with alter-egos
Prison preacher preaches his dead
And buried gospel
With my faith in ruins my
Duty still breathes strong
I'm a parrot in a cage
Just singing prayers to belong
Textbook of a crying, lying, dying history
Textbook of a crying, lying, dying history
Textbook of my crying (Crying)
A textbook of my lying (Lying)
A textbook of my dying (Dying)
A textbook of my history
The blood of Christ honesty
But tonight (Tonight we'll sleep as killers)
I drink with heathens and our
Our finest blasphemies
(As we break the cryptic
As we break the cryptic)
In wine there's truth
But in silence there's surrender
A screaming for the silence
In stunned suspicious terror
Built a temple in my life and
Used God to seal the pillars
After twenty years of fighting
Young heretics and killers
I watch my temple fall to pieces
(At the first signs of oncoming weather)
I fell to my knees, just like
Jesus in the cave jesus in the cave
Jesus in the cave i knew I would die
But my lips could only say
"I'm not your son
So why have you forsaken me?"
(There's a hole in my heart
But it just makes me unholy)
Crucified that night
And I walked away with alter-egos
Prison preacher preaches his dead
And buried gospel
With my faith in ruins my
Duty still breathes strong
I'm a parrot in a cage
Just singing prayers to belong
Textbook of a crying, lying, dying history
Textbook of a crying, lying, dying history
Textbook of my crying (Crying)
A textbook of my lying (Lying)
A textbook of my dying (Dying)
A textbook of my history