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Place your justice in my palm and then I'll make fist
Punch your grimaced face until every last knuckle breaks
And bleeds in resistance to my sidewalk painting
A mangled body twitching and regaining consciousness and closure
Attempting composure before a bullet in the mouth answers the questions of exposure
And God of Sunday School façades and paycheques to validate the time I served abroad
It all means nothing if I forget why I'm here
To serve and protect my fist over fist mind under matter career
That's why a man sounds kind of funny when he falls to his knees
With his hand on his throat while he begs you to please spare his life
While I explain the hardest of bodies dulls the softest of knives
Then I hold up his chin and carve X's in his eyes
I swear I have compassion I've just been trained to disregard the prisoner's life
Because I am the prison guard
Punch your grimaced face until every last knuckle breaks
And bleeds in resistance to my sidewalk painting
A mangled body twitching and regaining consciousness and closure
Attempting composure before a bullet in the mouth answers the questions of exposure
And God of Sunday School façades and paycheques to validate the time I served abroad
It all means nothing if I forget why I'm here
To serve and protect my fist over fist mind under matter career
That's why a man sounds kind of funny when he falls to his knees
With his hand on his throat while he begs you to please spare his life
While I explain the hardest of bodies dulls the softest of knives
Then I hold up his chin and carve X's in his eyes
I swear I have compassion I've just been trained to disregard the prisoner's life
Because I am the prison guard
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No I'm not retarded at least i hope not.....any way heres my fucking comment- This song is better than sex with monkeys, and sex with monkeys is damn good
Holy snap this song blows my mind, no comments are you people retarded
"Place your justice in my palm and then I'll make fist Punch your grimaced face until every last knuckle breaks And bleeds in resistance to my sidewalk painting"
This part is just to tell us what kind of character the prison guard is. Obviously he's quite brutal - just as he's expected to be for the job he's chosen in the society he lives in.
"A mangled body twitching and regaining consciousness and closure Attempting composure before a bullet in the mouth answers the questions of exposure And God of Sunday School fa�ades and paycheques to validate the time I served abroad"
Here we see that the prison guard used to be a soldier. He's killed people all over the world, and he did it for the money and justified it with his God. Once again, this is just as he's been taught to do, he's not a particularly malicious man - he's just what society has made him.
"It all means nothing if I forget why I'm here To serve and protect my fist over fist mind under matter career That's why a man sounds kind of funny when he falls to his knees"
This part is saying "I'm supposed to be mean and not think too much, so I dehumanize my prisoners by belittling their very humanity and laughing at their pain."
"With his hand on his throat while he begs you to please spare his life While I explain the hardest of bodies dulls the softest of knives Then I hold up his chin and carve X's in his eyes"
Here Protest the Hero is showing us how the prison guard looks at human life; just another material product with no intrinsic value. Losing it is only worth what it costs him to replace or sharpen his knives.
"I swear I have compassion I've just been trained to disregard the prisoner's life Because I am the prison guard "
This is the part that really pulls the rest together. A prison guard is a social worker, supposedly the fist of the law. He is only as malicious and twisted and violent as the justice he's been taught to meet out. Clearly the prison guard in Kezia is not a nice man, but its not -really- his fault. Like he says, he has compassion. But a prison guard with compassion in the society portrayed in Kezia isn't going to last long, and the guy has to make a living some how. So he sells his compassion and humanity in order to survive (just like Kezia sells her body or the Preacher/Priest in the first three songs sells empty promises)
why do you believe the guard was a soldier? also i don't think he is justifying anything with god. A bullet in the mouth "answers the question of god" because it kills you. when you die you finally get to see if there really is a god or not. the bullet answers your questions of god.
why do you believe the guard was a soldier? also i don't think he is justifying anything with god. A bullet in the mouth "answers the question of god" because it kills you. when you die you finally get to see if there really is a god or not. the bullet answers your questions of god.
also "the hardest of bodies dulls the softest of knives" i do not understand where you got the idea of the price of a life etc. i think that it means, if you can imagine the prison guard saying... "no...
also "the hardest of bodies dulls the softest of knives" i do not understand where you got the idea of the price of a life etc. i think that it means, if you can imagine the prison guard saying... "no matter how "hard" or tough you are, my knives will still cut you. You may be big shit but when it comes down to it a knife will still deal justice"
let me know what you think
not many people know of PtH... however, i do, and their whole album fucking rocks.
I love this song. Protest the hero is damn sweet. people not knowing about them makes them better. Well to me anyway..
if everyone knows so much why dont you actually talk about the damn song
in response to the last comment...this is a sweet song.
Yeah, sick song, just got new speakers for my car, cost me $350, first cd i listened to - kezia. in a word, sick.
sick.
man this has to be my fav PTH song but i like so many of them i really can choose a fav but this is one is defiantly up there with blindfolds and nautical