WARNING: EXPLICIT LYRICS
ABOUT HALFWAY IN IT GETS HEAVY
uh yeah its got an ambient sloppy spanish guitar kinda opening then just goes right into a punky screamy almost snooty kind of song with all sorts of overtones and undertones about drunken soldiers and shit and oh yeah also the use of the word fuck, excessively... again.
dueling solo guitars, the first ever recording with the new luna... stereo'd ok vox, and an unrelenting beat. enjoy!
"Afterbirth, OR: Top Gun"
sfw
if we're homicidal on command
these wild things disguised as men
a few drinks and then we can do anything
sfw
if i find the logic asinine
hemlock in ample supply
for wingless social butterflies, so what?
hey! you there listen to me
are u listening, can u even hear me?
then fuck it
sfw
when the going gets tough
oh the meak get string
the weak move on
the hunt goes on
sfw if there's no tomorrow
sfw i know it sucks
but sfw