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Brightest angels jarred in pails of gasoline Lost forever, seared into a burning seam There’s no turning back what we’ve become --- Here we are again at our wits end And there’s no way out --- Heave, hate We won’t drive and we won’t shape the stone I’ve got bones to pick with you You’re meddling about wasting good space Our people they, good people, they got to be free --- Brightest angels jarred in pails of gasoline Lost forever, seared into a burning seam There’s no turning back what we’ve become What we’ve become --- Let Bygones be tyrants be sinners be saints Don’t sell me, the same old line you sell all your friends I have bones, you have bones --- They feed as we feed and they sleep as we sleep And they bleed as we bleed, speak as we speak And they kill as we kill, judge as we judge And they fail as we fail, break as we break And they pray as we pray, take as we take Everything, anything, well within reach --- Here we are again at our wits end And there’s no way out Brightest angles jarred in pails of gasoline And there’s no way out
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The Devil will run Ah he will run Far from town and burn your bridges down In afterglow his thieves will ride Machines made of flames, death on their manes No one will survive Black sands you curse the night, bleach the day Burn our lands and make our heroes slaves With scorching eyes you make our skin peel There’s never been a figure like you In the shadow of our fields Three nights in the drones have found their way Made Eden beneath our heroes graves Oil seeps from the machines veins We’ve never been this far in, and we never will again Holy, you pillage and plunder and fry Holy creature, you turn our seas into black wine Oh Lord, you You’re a force fearless and new Wretched machine Plague before you swallow And tear our mountains down There’s fire deep within the Earth And it is rising Severe the engine runs dry You drill and you will find The nothing we’ve been hiding Stand Down Elemental Extinguishes Shapes anemic and chrome light the sky They will double-back, bring these mountains down to crumbled ground and firesides There’s no faith here… or so you think Your machine is made by the hands that made this impossible With every ounce of certainty, you have bled it dry Trying to bleed us dry, and when it slows, and it will slow, We will finish it, bury it This is just the way it should be.

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Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Ted Richardson at Cedar Street Studios Philadelphia PA.

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released March 19, 2009

Chris Young: Vocals
Ryan McMurray: Guitars
Kurt Whiting: Bass
Kevin Gauntner: Keyboards
Jason Mello: Drums

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Ryan McMurray
Josh Cleaton
Kurt Whiting
Jamie King
Thomas Williams
Wolf Bayley
Nicole Roberts
Brad Davis

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