Rip the badges from our breasts just like the others. Impenitent Brothers sway to the song Of a new heretical dawn. We were right to fight, Subsumed by dumb clay. The sweet spirit must stay. I'm so... I don't know, what's the word? My grasp of the verb is a weak one. Your grammar's a playground for fun. Tear the emblems from our sleeves just like the others. Apostate Brothers, please stay for the dawn of a new day. Watch the sun come up from the mud. Our cups are empty, Our wine has turned to ether that's good and fine. Nothing does a body good like another body. Nothing does a body good like another body. Nothing does a body good like another body. Nothing does a body good like another body