Saw Protest the Hero live
Nov. 29th, 2015 03:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Playing Kezia, in its entirety.
Life goal: achieved.
For those unfamiliar; Protest the Hero are a metal band. Kezia is their first full-length album.
It's also a concept album, about a woman slated for execution. Told from the perspective of the prison chaplain, a prison guard, and the woman herself (the eponymous Kezia). Music may not be everyone's cup of tea, but the lyrics can be read here. And are worth a read-through.
To put it simply... the album is a gigantic condemnation of the way women are commodified and objectified and depersonified in society.
So when you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations
as a whore and not a human
You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister that's not subdued
Because dignity is not physical and your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than...
and I know....
Know we'll all wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains
You'll be asking for your rib, and I'll smile and I'll call you brave
Maybe someday when, when this bloody skull has dried
I'll know our city is in ruins when our greatest source of pride
a monument of dicks and ribs and the gender crown we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read, a plaque will read,
"No woman. No woman. No woman. No woman. (is a whore!)"
Life goal: achieved.
For those unfamiliar; Protest the Hero are a metal band. Kezia is their first full-length album.
It's also a concept album, about a woman slated for execution. Told from the perspective of the prison chaplain, a prison guard, and the woman herself (the eponymous Kezia). Music may not be everyone's cup of tea, but the lyrics can be read here. And are worth a read-through.
To put it simply... the album is a gigantic condemnation of the way women are commodified and objectified and depersonified in society.
So when you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations
as a whore and not a human
You embraced with hesitation the very parameters of all you can be
Not a mother, not an aunt, not a sister that's not subdued
Because dignity is not physical and your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than you
Your flesh means more than...
and I know....
Know we'll all wake up one day with a gun to the back of our brains
You'll be asking for your rib, and I'll smile and I'll call you brave
Maybe someday when, when this bloody skull has dried
I'll know our city is in ruins when our greatest source of pride
a monument of dicks and ribs and the gender crown we wore
Where underneath, a plaque will read, a plaque will read,
"No woman. No woman. No woman. No woman. (is a whore!)"