When the true believers broke ground on the end of days compound
We were fiery and furious, a pack of holy bloodhounds
All hearts pumping loudly, all tongues raised in praise
Warriors of the spirit, prophets of the end days
Now we scrounge our minds for the hopeful feelings
The days long passed where we’d found what we were missing
Just a whole lot of shady shit passed down from the mountain
The weapons stash, the dirty cash and -
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022