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.