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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Native Howl
The Native Howl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Holycross
Alex Holycross
Composer
Jacob Edward Sawicki
Jacob Edward Sawicki
Composer
Mark Chandler
Mark Chandler
Composer
Zachary Bolling
Zachary Bolling
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Holycross
Alex Holycross
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, Lord please let not all these sins have been in vain
And oh, that’s why we choke down poison just to numb the pain
Oh, the plague I sent down swept the south like a hurricane
And if I’m damned to drop down to hell, I pray to God I’m first able to raise some Cain
 
Oh, the shine brought darkness that this land had never seen
And oh, Destruction came so swift to a land once so serene
Oh, the Thompson barked like the hounds of hell, a fire-spitting machine
And if the Lord doth protest me, the Good Book said that he would intervene
 
God damn your sins, now let yourself be free
Live your life in the land of opportunity
If daddy were here, he’d be proud to know
When the vultures came ‘round, that I didn’t eat no crow
 
Oh, Lord please let not all these sins have been in vain
And oh, that’s why we choke down poison just to numb the pain
 
God damn your sins, now let yourself be free
Live your life in the land of opportunity
If daddy were here, he’d be proud to know
When the vultures came ‘round, that I didn’t eat no crow
Yes, he’d be proud to know
When the vultures came ‘round that I didn’t eat no crow
 
Destruction
Sons of Destruction
We’re comin’ for you!
Written by: Jacob Edward Sawicki, Mark Alexander Holycross, Mark Chandler, Zachary Bolling
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