When it comes around, it takes and it leaves.
Battles fought one handed, like sleeping with one eye open.
Like carving a name, and tying a rope,
Like hatching a plan, and following through.
In our grandfather's failings we sit on thrones of cold
Mired by none, and outcast from ourselves.
Make a choice, and make it quick.
If we freeze it, just like it was...
It's not knowing, that's killing me.
credits
from Blackout,
released October 26, 2012
Recorded by The Fevered
Mixed by Brad Boatright @ Audiosiege
Mastered by Dan Randall @ Mammoth Sound Mastering
this album is great and i hold it at the same regard as Electric Wizards Dopethrone. Ever since i found this album i have found my favourite track flips between bong dive, twilight of the terminator and total handjob future. i would love to see a cassette and patch rerun the_big_stewart69