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• Artiste: Protest The Hero
• Titre: Heretics & Killers
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They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty But tonight I drink with heathens and our, our finest blasphemies 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 Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, 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 Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel With my faith in ruins my duty still breathes strong I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong to a textbook Of my crying, lying, dying history; a time so full of life that I was anything but me