It was always hard to believe that hell was a real place, but I’m convinced. And as you burn I inhale the flames. I’ll inhale the flames.
A magnificent light climbs higher. The night overtakes the day and as I watch you burn I inhale the flames. We’re carving our names in our flesh. Hands stained red, gripping the blade. Cut craters and valleys in our chests. Exposing the wires that rest under the skin. The heart beats slower and the grip starts to release. Pouring from our bodies, evidence. If you needed proof we gave it to you. We are the determined ones. By the blade we grip the knife.
about
Social Cancer Records #001
Recorded live by Emanual Elinas
Mastered by Anderson Cook
Photo by Brian Arnold
This song was recorded specifically for isolated release and was never intended for live performance.
This song was released on a single sided, lathe cut 7" as the first piece of Social Cancer propaganda.
credits
released September 25, 2013
Kevin - Bass
Chandlar - Drums
Garrett - Guitar and Vocals
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