Protest The Hero - Wretch lyrics

Chews the fat with his creator over breakfast in the sunlight though when he says grace,

When he says grace,

He feels enveloped like a shadow –

There are evening when this decimated world of movement,

Colour, form is thin and getting thinner –

When lights are dim and getting dimmer

(when nights are grim and getting grimmer) –

As they barter their boulder and martyr their soldier,

Teach a man to tear her fucking head from her god dam shoulders –

Held into the sun by the threads of her hair as they impart a secret hatred from the fathers to their heirs –

Suppressed and unaddressed the simple fact remains unspoken,

In a silence left unbroken, on a bed bound and gagged with culture,

Language, myth and law: our goddess gave birth to your god

From a wounded womb where her flesh is scarred and raw –

Our goddess gave birth to your god