Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
To The Grave
Performer
Dane Evans
Lead Vocals
Jack Simioni
Electric Guitar
Micheal Kearney
Lead Vocals
Nic Webb
Drum Programming
Matt Clarke
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dane Evans
Songwriter
Jack Simioni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Guglielmo
Mixing Engineer
Matt Clarke
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Blood soaks the bolt cutters
Bleach soaks the boxcutters
No revolutions before retaliation
[Chorus]
Mistake of a creation
Your flesh obsession, no more
Thought we'd stop at liberation
Well, they were dead wrong
[Verse 2]
Death threats carved into the flesh
Abolition knife twists, step on your neck
Demons smell blood and want the rest
Six feet
Aim down sights and breathe in deep
TTG on repeat
Spit back in their faces
Raise your weapons
Empty cages
[Chorus]
Mistake of a creation
Your flesh obsession, no more
Thought we'd stop at liberation
Well, they were dead wrong
[Verse 3]
You had your final warning
If it breeds, it can bleed
If it can bleed, it must die by morning
That's right, motherfucker
Empty cages, To The Grave
Colorado Springs to Sydney, bitch
Hang the bastards by their intestines
[Bridge]
Karma, the blade of vengeance
[Verse 4]
They had their chance to change
Now everyone dies
Rain down the shells
Light up their skies
There is a hell
I've fucking seen it
With my own two eyes
I said everyone dies
Everyone dies
[Outro]
Nailgun the newborns, it's decided
A cure for your flesh-eating virus
Empty cages
Lay down on the pavement
Wonder where your face went
All your empty fucking cages
Will never be used again
Blunt force, blowtorching awaits
Written by: Dane Evans, Jack Simioni