Just wanted to share that the songs Great Rev recorded this past summer are actually going to see the light of day.
American Enemy Records from Kansas City will be releasing them as a 10", Indelirium Records from Italy will be releasing them on CD. Both versions should be out in the spring.
The first song "Open Wounds" is streaming on the American Enemy Facebook if you're interested. www.facebook.com/americanenemyrecords
Here are the lyrics:
"Open Wounds"
And so its been said that time heals all heartache.
7 years gone and it still hasn’t mended a thing.
My first born son, still an empty shell,
head in my hands, seeking escape from this living hell.
Every day is like a funeral, without closure’s clear embrace.
And the story of life feels like a tale of lies
when staring back from every page is the reaper’s fucking face.
Its been said that if you ask you shall receive. (Sometimes its hard to believe.)
So hey God, are you sitting on your hands?
How much more of his childhood lost, each day, an incalculable cost.
Is there a lesson I’ve yet to learn or will these open wounds continue to burn?
I need answers, still no answers.
No progress. No healing.
I need answers, still no answers.
No connection, just stagnancy.
I need you to hear me.
Still no answers, still no answers.
Fuck.
American Enemy Records from Kansas City will be releasing them as a 10", Indelirium Records from Italy will be releasing them on CD. Both versions should be out in the spring.
The first song "Open Wounds" is streaming on the American Enemy Facebook if you're interested. www.facebook.com/americanenemyrecords
Here are the lyrics:
"Open Wounds"
And so its been said that time heals all heartache.
7 years gone and it still hasn’t mended a thing.
My first born son, still an empty shell,
head in my hands, seeking escape from this living hell.
Every day is like a funeral, without closure’s clear embrace.
And the story of life feels like a tale of lies
when staring back from every page is the reaper’s fucking face.
Its been said that if you ask you shall receive. (Sometimes its hard to believe.)
So hey God, are you sitting on your hands?
How much more of his childhood lost, each day, an incalculable cost.
Is there a lesson I’ve yet to learn or will these open wounds continue to burn?
I need answers, still no answers.
No progress. No healing.
I need answers, still no answers.
No connection, just stagnancy.
I need you to hear me.
Still no answers, still no answers.
Fuck.