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TWO

THREE

FOUR

Six strings ripping through the air

Like violence everywhere

Every amp stack overloaded

Every heartbeat corroded

Flying picks and broken teeth

Subwoofers beneath the feet

Crowd erupts into the pit

As the lights begin to split

Shredded fingers dripping blood

Mixing with the mud

Every riff cuts deeper now

Like a chainsaw through the crowd

DIG

THE

MASS

GRAVE

Turn the cabinets to red

Wake the fucking dead

SIX-STRING MASS GRAVE

EVERYBODY MISBEHAVE

DISTORTION DRIVEN THROUGH THE SKY

LOUD ENOUGH TO FUCKING DIE

SIX-STRING MASS GRAVE

NO ONE HERE GETS SAVED

EVERY SOLO IGNITES THE ROOM

EVERY DRUMBEAT SPELLS YOUR DOOM

Whammy bars distort reality

Feedback loops insanity

Every tremolo attack

Feels like the planet crack

Double kicks and violent lows

Bodies spinning in the rows

Every neck begins to snap

Inside the sonic collapse

Marshall walls and burning tubes

Fueling chaos in the room

Every breakdown detonates

Like amplified hate

SHRED

THE

SKY

CHUG

BLEGH

CHUG

BLEGH

SIX-STRING MASS GRAVE

EVERY RIFF A HAND GRENADE

EVERY HUMAN SHAKING HARD

UNDERNEATH THE GUITAR SCARS

Still ringing