City on a Hill

Lyrics

[Verse 1] We take pride in our short sights, our past horrors Shout coarsely with a long stick, lest we seem sane We're strangers, pulling stolen reigns I'm not proud We're staging an ugly fable, our hands are awash with lies Most blame will fall on this useless mob [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Their bloodlust grows, our whips blow back, it grows They'll snap our necks All we are, all we'll be, so wrong