Uwielbiam ten album, egzekucja kobiety o imieniu “Kezia” oppwiedziana z kilku punktow widzenia.

Protest the hero : Blondfolds Aside.

“We woke up as men but tonight, tonight we'll sleep as killers

As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer

The steel never seemed more 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, I watch

A woman that I know, my hopes and my own future

Blindfolded to atone, to atone

A sin I didn't care for but a sin that paid my debts

A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettesAnd no one ever said that hope would be so beautiful

And no one ever said I have to pull that trigger on her

I can't even still her trembling hands

That were locked up by the dutiful and the obligated

Five soldiers forever sedated with the 'No one's responsible'

Psychological drama of our social justice dribble

(Her tiny steps) to resurrect

(tell lies about) a static lifestyle

(the choice) to starve

(I have) to death

(to make) my own mistakesSo pull the screaming trigger

Watch your carcass bleed me dry

Or drop the gun and try to shake away the blindfold from your eyes

Drop the gun (pull)

drop the gun (the)

drop the gun (trigger)

Drop the gun

Sin, I didn't care for but a sin that paid my debts

A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes

Sin, I didn't care for but a sin that paid my debts

A sin that fed my children and burned my smiles and cigarettes.”

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CRsxzJpzros

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