Divinity Within Lyrics - Kezia - Protest The Hero

This morning there are no rods or staffs to comfort you 

Dressed as a target as you amble in your chains 

Stumble through the corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death 

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 and peel away the aging skin 

Expose the lifeless body and the void divinity within 

So tell me when I've read you your rights 

When the guns are in their place 

When your crime no longer seems absurd 

What will you say Kezia when we ask what are your final words?