Divinity Within Protest The Hero

[Verse 1]
This morning there's no rods or staffs
To comfort you dressed as a target
As you amble in your chains and stumble through
The corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of death
In the prison's backyard
Where you'll give us your final breath
Last night I saw you dine with lovers and human tears
But glance at me in ways
That brought to life my sleeping fears

[Hook]
That today you'll bite my neck
Today you'll bite my neck
That today you'll bite my neck
Today you'll bite my neck
Today you'll bite my neck
Today you'll bite my neck
That today you'll bite my neck
Today you'll bite my neck
Peel away the aging skin
Expose this lifeless body in the void
Divinity within
I watch my temple fall to pieces
Divinity within
I watch my temple fall to pieces