All My Heroes Are Cowboys
Once Nothing
First Came The Law (2008)

Who are you paragon?
How can I trust those ribbons if I cannot trust a carpenters hands?
Aged hands, calloused hands, those hands that I punctured.
If faith was a battle then I surely lost the war.
Now we walk and march, on and on.
I never thought that this journey would take me so long.
I thought that I would be home by now.
The reigning of the wicked must back down.