A Faith Called Chaos - Ten Thousand Times Tongue And Cheek

Rejoice mothers you’re the mothers of martyrs

We’re proud to report your sons kiss just like your daughters

Now father’s teeth, rolling bloodily down his shirt

Welcome to my war gone by, I miss it so.



She’s such a Romanov

She’s such a Romanov

Only a Romanov could be so bourgeoisie



I’m unarmed so forgo this advantage now,

Strike fellows strike for the plans that I’ve made,

Oh yeah!



We’re tongue and cheek.

Meet me in the sedative

We got to keep it kiss it keep it fucking real

Was it all for the best?

Does it bless your memory?

What is enough to bring me home?



Someone lost what can’t be found

Look for the worst defeat

Ten thousand times tongue and cheek.



C’mon

Drag your Asses off the floor

We’ll greet a new day

Yeah, now some marching orders

We’ll all stand to greet a new day

Kiss the sun and make it your own

Kiss the sun and make it your own

We’ll have the bottle drained

Yeah, we’ll have it finished right round four

We’ll all have this bottle drained

We’ve got our marching orders

I can taste your breath across the room

Lets greet a new day