We came to smash. Our mission to destroy and destination to crash. We cannot runaway from ourselves, so we're running to you instead. Let out light darkness and follow the thundering silence ahead. You will survive this or you will end up cold and dead. Just listen to the quiet steaming dryness in your head. Cut down trees and sing loud, for your words can only get so far and as far as we're concerned; they've been sleeping in death's bed, hallow dread, empty widespread of different sex. So, don't look now, but we're coming for you next.
Written by @EmaneKelley *