Protest The Hero - A Plateful Of Our Dead song lyrics
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Don't ever ask us to define our morals
Sometimes when fundamentals meet teenage heartbreak
Some of us are all of us; half-selves that love whole hopes
And hara-kiri heartbreak

There's almost nothing worse than never being real
Strained voices crying wolf when nobody can hear
If I had a gun I'd pump your ethics full of lead
If I believed in meat I'd eat a plateful of our dead

There's merit in construction when it's done with your own hands
There's beauty in destruction, resurrection, another chance
There's a you and I in union but just an I in my beliefs
There's a crashing plane with a banner that reads everyone's naive

The only proof that I have that we shot and killed this horse
Is the sounds of whips on flesh and a bleeding heart remorse
When I'm In this state of reflection and you hand me whips
And two by fours I could never bring them down and beat the same horse as before

I'd rather kill a stupid flower and spread its seeds around
Until a garden with our bullet-laden morals will be found


Kezia (2005)
1. No Stars Over Bethlehem
2. Heretics & Killers
3. Divinity Within
4. Bury The Hatchet
5. Nautical
6. Blindfolds Aside
7. She Who Mars The Skin Of Gods
8. Turn Soonest To The Sea
9. The Divine Suicide Of K
10. A Plateful Of Our Dead