Protest The Hero - Tilting Against Windmills lyrics
[Protest The Hero - Tilting Against Windmills lyrics]
Oh, what a brave soul he’s
Proud to be straight
But like a host that feeds
Bigotry inebriates
And no one is ever been compromised
For being a white
Straight male with two blue eyes
And thus, a declaration of unwavering pride
Walks hand in hand with Jesus
Matching every stride
Pew by pew and row on row
They’re taught to revere him
But when they’re taught the wrath of God
They only learn to fear him
And fear themselves, and fear they should
And fear themselves, and fear they will
(God is dead)
Fear the vengeance of a changing tide
Fear the gap in your conscience
That’s ten miles wide
Until you’ve suffered persecution and defied
Misguided accusations
You’ve no right to your pride
Those that are truly afraid are
Ashamed of their own urges
Where sex gets buried under rope and cloth
Rhetoric emerges
Reconcile the truth recognize the
True deviants and sing
"Father forgive me for I have sinned"
He might not forgive you, but I will
Repent of your ways and we will forgive you
There are no exceptions, no
Red flagged rejections, just open doors
For anyone at all, unversed and underwhelmed
For anyone at all, disarmed and disavowed
All hail the knight of
The verbal incontinence
Tilting against windmills into the night
Inanimate objects
They do not pose a real threat
Your objection will surely be noted as a
Historic account of an ignorant prick
Inanimate objects
They do not pose a real threat
If it’s a sin against God
Or you, then fuck him, and fuck you too
Proud to be straight
But like a host that feeds
Bigotry inebriates
And no one is ever been compromised
For being a white
Straight male with two blue eyes
And thus, a declaration of unwavering pride
Walks hand in hand with Jesus
Matching every stride
Pew by pew and row on row
They’re taught to revere him
But when they’re taught the wrath of God
They only learn to fear him
And fear themselves, and fear they should
And fear themselves, and fear they will
(God is dead)
Fear the vengeance of a changing tide
Fear the gap in your conscience
That’s ten miles wide
Until you’ve suffered persecution and defied
Misguided accusations
You’ve no right to your pride
Those that are truly afraid are
Ashamed of their own urges
Where sex gets buried under rope and cloth
Rhetoric emerges
Reconcile the truth recognize the
True deviants and sing
"Father forgive me for I have sinned"
He might not forgive you, but I will
Repent of your ways and we will forgive you
There are no exceptions, no
Red flagged rejections, just open doors
For anyone at all, unversed and underwhelmed
For anyone at all, disarmed and disavowed
All hail the knight of
The verbal incontinence
Tilting against windmills into the night
Inanimate objects
They do not pose a real threat
Your objection will surely be noted as a
Historic account of an ignorant prick
Inanimate objects
They do not pose a real threat
If it’s a sin against God
Or you, then fuck him, and fuck you too