From the up coming 2012 'Self Titled' debut.
Lyrics ~
The roof was coming down
You weren't there to see
But picture this - The patrons were amused, yeah
And there he was, a silly weathered lifer
His mind unanswered and misused
His chair was nailed
The man, himself was strapped
And lit up, between the walls
Some cleavage and an hour glass, yeah
The sober sailor of a lost Columbus
He runs with bludgeoned trails and iron scent
The galloping here echoes like shells from distant wars
Spill forth from the doors
You march with that junkie brigade
Growing from the collective harvest per say
They come, they go, the venom flows through their veins
He's drenched he's looking for a light now
Filled with predetermined fate, winds and chaos
His senses reveal a trench, precise to the cutting burst
The galloping here echoes like shells from distant wars
Spill forth from the doors
You march with that junkie brigade
Growing from the collective harvest per say
They come, they go, the venom flows through their veins
just drop my to say hi to every body oxxoxo
tobecome2 1 month ago
Love the sound, not like many other bands, it's great. Kinda reminds me of System Of A Down. The vocals are really good. The guitars work really welll to compliment it
brandonw2010mlg 1 month ago