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Protest The Hero Kezia

Well, place your justice in my palm And then I'll make a fist And punch your grimaced face Until every knuckle breaks And bleeds in resistance to my sidewalk

The day civil glory dismembered my civility I could have parted ribs and flesh like a different kind of Red Sea Drowned the ancient east in western custom

"Kezia, my darling, please never forget This world's got the substance of a frozen summer silhouette" Said my mother through lips that were cracked with

Do you remember how it was when you bled? When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept Because Vesta's long been sleeping And now you've

never seemed so cold and agile than life never seems less vital and fragile. With a heart that's beating louder than my own. I watch a woman they call Kezia

seemed more cold and agile than now And life never seems less vital and fragile With a heart that's beating louder than my own I watch a girl they call Kezia

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

This should never be I'll burn all the lives of this angel illuminati When St. Michael sized means find an end to justify A belief to fortify this stained

Do you remember how it was when you bled? When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept Because Vesta's long been sleeping And now you've