On the verge of collapse
The days merge into eternity
Unforgiving its nature
Stretching to a great extent
As the rain comes pouring down
Soil turns into mud
In this god forsaken place
We make our last stand
Ready the substance
Check the wind
Open them up
And let it spread
Inside this mess
See the scattered remains
On the move
Now feeling the stench
Shell casings fall
Without a sound
The air thickens
Gasping for breath
The sensation burns
Excruciating pain
Inside this mess
See the scattered remains
Dead bodies
Litter the scene
A morbid measure
The gas surely affects
Lethal means
Seen worthwhile
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Saw these guys live at The House of Blues on the Up From the Sewer tour and I think "disappoint" is a concept this band doesn't know. Not only did they set the tone and mood for the night, the showed they have what it takes to go places in the scene, in my opinion at least. Steven