Song | Divinity Within |
Artist | Protest the Hero |
Album | Kezia |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Protest The Hero | |
This morning there's no rods or staffs to comfort you dressed | |
As a target as you amble in your chains and stumble through | |
The corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death | |
In the prison's backyard where you'll give us your final breath | |
Last night, | |
I saw you dine with lovers and human tears | |
But glanced at me in ways that brought to life my sleeping fears | |
That today you'll bite my neck, today you'll bit my neck | |
That today you'll bite my neck, today you'll bit my neck | |
That today you'll bite my neck, today you'll bit my neck | |
That today you'll bite my neck, today you'll bit my neck | |
Peel away the aging skin, expose the lifeless body | |
And the void of divinity within, | |
I watch my temple fall to pieces | |
Divinity within, | |
I watch my temple fall to pieces | |
So, tell me when | |
I've read you your rights | |
When the guns are in their place | |
When your crime's no longer seems absurd | |
When your crime's no longer absurd | |
What will you say when we ask you"What are your final words?" | |
When your crime's no longer absurd | |
What will you, what will you say | |
Kezia?When we ask, "What are your final words?What are your final words?" |
zuo qu : Protest The Hero | |
This morning there' s no rods or staffs to comfort you dressed | |
As a target as you amble in your chains and stumble through | |
The corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death | |
In the prison' s backyard where you' ll give us your final breath | |
Last night, | |
I saw you dine with lovers and human tears | |
But glanced at me in ways that brought to life my sleeping fears | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
Peel away the aging skin, expose the lifeless body | |
And the void of divinity within, | |
I watch my temple fall to pieces | |
Divinity within, | |
I watch my temple fall to pieces | |
So, tell me when | |
I' ve read you your rights | |
When the guns are in their place | |
When your crime' s no longer seems absurd | |
When your crime' s no longer absurd | |
What will you say when we ask you" What are your final words?" | |
When your crime' s no longer absurd | |
What will you, what will you say | |
Kezia? When we ask, " What are your final words? What are your final words?" |
zuò qǔ : Protest The Hero | |
This morning there' s no rods or staffs to comfort you dressed | |
As a target as you amble in your chains and stumble through | |
The corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death | |
In the prison' s backyard where you' ll give us your final breath | |
Last night, | |
I saw you dine with lovers and human tears | |
But glanced at me in ways that brought to life my sleeping fears | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
That today you' ll bite my neck, today you' ll bit my neck | |
Peel away the aging skin, expose the lifeless body | |
And the void of divinity within, | |
I watch my temple fall to pieces | |
Divinity within, | |
I watch my temple fall to pieces | |
So, tell me when | |
I' ve read you your rights | |
When the guns are in their place | |
When your crime' s no longer seems absurd | |
When your crime' s no longer absurd | |
What will you say when we ask you" What are your final words?" | |
When your crime' s no longer absurd | |
What will you, what will you say | |
Kezia? When we ask, " What are your final words? What are your final words?" |