heretics & killers

Singer:protest the hero

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

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

like the prison priest who 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

to a textbook of my crying

lying

dying history;

a textbook of my crying

lying

dying history

a textbook of my crying

a textbook of my lying

a textbook of my dying

a textbook of my history