Live a slave. Die a slave. Born to live, live just to die. One world. No peace.
Will we ever make it out alive? Living a lie. Living just to die. No free world.
Land of the weak. Home to us slaves. No one is brave. This is our anthem to a world that is no longer free.
Living isn't simply breathing, in a world of rage. Bitterness is what you feel. Happiness isn't real. Like the walking dead. Love turns to hate. Can you see, there is no free world?
No free world.
Let me go.
Get me out.
Can I ever leave?
Can I ever be free?
Good clean Slam! Something about this album is a little juvenile. Some nice screeching, some twisted grooves, it checks out. Throw some more lows and gutturals in the next album for me, will ya? ClasSixxS