Lyrics Protest the Hero

Protest the Hero

Bone Marrow

Thus now he knelt before the ruins

Cold of sweat and heat of flame

To vow the severed heads of those who brought the village

the village to it's shame.

Those who plundered, pilfered, pillaged lives

Would now accept the blame.

He would find them all with mighty vengeance paid for in their pain

Shah-jan, the king of kings wore seven rings

And sixty feathers plucked from sparrow's wings.

Growing fat on the throne where he sat like a stone

As a man who has never known no hunger or shown no mercy

In, in promises broke like a bone, bone.

And there he sat like a stone

With promises broke like a bone.

Dispersed about his people, Rostam calls out for his equals

In thirst to rise and curse,

Exact the worst revenge on enemies to hang from trees.

Exact the worst revenge on...

The royalty must die like common beggars and petty thieves.

"Tomorrow they will find us. Oh God, oh God, oh God."

Thus now he knelt before the ruins

Cold of sweat and heat of flame

To vow the severed heads of those who brought the village to it's shame.

The king of kings wore seven rings

And sixty feathers plucked from sparrow's wings.

He's growing fat, growing fat on the throne

Where he sat like a stone.

A man who has never known no hunger, shown no mercy.

Those who ride against us will be murdered where they stand.

Let our arrows rain from sky to drain blood into the land.

If a mortal stands before us, strike him down with sleight of hand

And if heaven rides against us, then god himself must be damned.