Hero of the Soviet Union The Dillinger Escape Plan

Took my lover to the sea
Drowned him precious bride to be
Bleeding heaven from the start
Woe is rapture ripped apart

Hey you’re honest, aren’t you?
Show me rapture torn apart
Everybody’s riddled with disease
But I bet you say, “not me”

So honest, aren’t you?
You’re so honest, aren’t you so?

My, aren’t you
Surely finest of the brigade?
My, aren’t you
Always right a portrait of dignity?
My, aren’t you
Innocent and never suspectable
My, aren’t you

Wait
You smell like shit, not the truth
Full of device, not devotion
Conscience came right up to you
And then you threw it back