Cipher letra

Hands on our hearts but no patriot hymn.
We pray for better days but don't believe in sin.
We are the pride and the disgrace.
We sing of world's end with a smile on our face.

Fraudulent allegiances, cheap facades,
our father's flags, our mother's gods.

We will celebrate your decay.
We stumble faithless, blind,
spineless, the American way.
This could be the dawn of a brand new day,
so get out of our way.

Paint It Black - Letras

• "Less Deicide, More Minor Threat!"
• 365
• Amnesia
• An Hour And A Half Late For Happy Hour
• Anesthesia
• Angel
• Another Beautiful "Fuck You" Song!
• Atheists In Foxholes
• Atticus Finch
• Bliss
• Burn The Hive
• Cannibal
• Check Yr Math
• Cipher
• Cutting Class
• CVA
• Dead Precedents
• Election Day
• Exit Wounds
• Four Deadly Venoms
• Four Simple Steps To Total Life Satisfaction
• Ghosts
• Goliath
• Gravity Wins
• Head Hurts Hands On Fire
• Headfirst
• Homesick
• Invisible
• Labor Day
• Little Fists
• Memorial Day
• Missionary Position
• New Folk Song
• Nicaragua
• Nicotine
• Panic
• Past Tense, Future Perfect
• Pink Slip
• Props For Ventriloquism
• Saccharine
• Sacred
• Salem
• Severance
• Shell Game Redux
• Short Changed
• So Much For Honour Among Thieves
• Surrender
• The Beekeeper
• The Fine Art Of Falling Apart
• The Insider
• The Ledge
• The New Brutality
• Void
• Watered Down
• We Will Not
• White Kids Dying Of Hunger
• Why Film The Carnage?
• Womb Envy
• Worms