Protest The Hero 07 - She Who Mars The Skin of Gods Lyrics

Kezia my darling, please never forget
This world's got the substance
Of a frozen summer silhouette
Said my mother, through lips that were
Cracked with love and toil
Before she added
The warmest of blankets is six feet of soil
She had a perfume called Pride
That smelled a lot more like Shame
When she walked into the room, I was sleeping
Heard her curse my father's name
It was our situation, our position
Our gender to blame
It was the lonely grey of my father's eyes
Staring back in the mirror's frame

Mother, I'm shaking while I write
Because tonight I'll stay awake
And breathe away my fright
There's a letter waiting for me
That I have yet to read
Because I know it won't be you
And you're the only one I need
I'm tired and I'm cold and I want to go to bed
But there's no one here to tuck me in
So the shotgun will instead