Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Divine Suicide of K., artist - Protest The Hero.
Date of issue: 03.04.2006
Song language: English
The Divine Suicide of K. |
I 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’s meaning manifest in mercy |
Burning down, burning down |
Burning down, burning down |
Burning down, burning down |
Burning down the house |
It’s true that tactless teem totem-poles |
Turn tolerance to tired taboos |
It’s true that a bullet never knocks on the door |
It’s about to come crashing through |
I walking one last mile in big steps as your alter-wine |
I’m doing it in tattered shoes that aren’t even mine |
Because my own are in a box locked up with possessions I can’t have |
Like the gunman with his future and the prison priest’s golden calf |
Walking one last mile |
Walking one last mile… |
Blindfolds aside, I’d probably still close my eyes |
And try to feel a trembling fetal life inside |
That shotgun barrel that’s about to make me bleed |
Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beast |
Like a little girl on a bed that was years ago deceased |
Resurrected last night with a letter she can’t trace |
Resurrected to be killed then maybe born again |
I’ll always be Kezia as long as any hope remains |
Resurrected to be killed then maybe born again |
I’ll always be Kezia as long as any hope remains |
Resurrected to be killed and then maybe born again |
I’ll always be Kezia so long as any hope remains |