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sort of a croaky industrial rock beast. definitely my favourite ending to a song we've ever written.
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Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 948 (193,340 songs currently listed in Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 96 (17,491 songs currently listed in Rock > Progressive Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 96 (17,491 songs currently listed in Rock > Progressive Rock)
About the song
conceptually ripe with faux-fur imagery.
what it tastes like to choke on blood, spit and the end of your tongue, screaming for a change.
what it tastes like to choke on blood, spit and the end of your tongue, screaming for a change.
Lyrics
the taste of frost bites thru my tongue
rising forth; ruby red insurrection
as my reflection shows misdirection
of a thousand unwashed blades
let's pretend that this world is all ours again.
rising forth; ruby red insurrection
as my reflection shows misdirection
of a thousand unwashed blades
let's pretend that this world is all ours again.
