I stand so tall
On the bodies of my demons
All the while
You keep on recruiting
I part the skies
Let the sun shine down upon me
While the darkest days
Of your life
Are ahead and brooding
You shed your skin
The grass is thin
I’ve seen your fangs
They don’t scare me
This is not your home
Anger is a gift
Of which mine I shall not grace you with
I reach into the clouds
And pull your black heart down
Where’s your paper crown
That you wear so proud
I won’t scream it out loud
it’s gonna get out
Where so you go now
That you’ve touched the ground
Your throne is burning down
I hope you’re hearing this
I wonder if you feel
know who the fuck you are
I wonder if it's real
Brighton, UK band leaven surging hard rock with spaced-out stoner-doom on their second LP, recorded in an old chapel on the English coast. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 9, 2022
The surprisingly comical new video from roaring metal group Red Fang is a tip of the hat to the original “Predator.” Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 12, 2016