fields burning
storm raining down
lighting dancing all over this town
i see a rider second and third
and the fourth is singing like i never heard
if the sun don't there's another star
a fallen angel to kiss my scars
six miles beyond the parish line she'll be waiting for me
when it's my time
night falling
wind picking up
roads flooded
guess i'm stuck
hear the devil calling
from the bottle in my hand
telling me what the angel's
don't understand
Get dosed with stripped down hard rock that conceals a joyous heart beating beneath all those evil, relentless riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2018