Rock / Metal
Catacombs:
Free from fearing fire
Far from finding life
Finally feel desire
As we fly tonight
Endless catacombs
Where the spirits roam
We will find the light
In our dreams so bright
Free from fearing fire
Far from finding life
Finally feel desire
As we fly tonight
Octarune:
Who would have thought
She might have been a rune
Flyin' through
These graves exhumed
Her lies are grand
No room to stand
She'll push you over,
Take command
Yeah, you're a prisoner 'til the morning comes
Yeah, she's a silent sicko succubus
Who would have known
All her words were gray
And what they say
Moral decay
Her lies are grand
No room to stand
She'll push you over,
Take command
Yeah, you're a prisoner 'til the morning comes
Yeah, she's a silent sicko succubus
River of Bones:
I can see your eyes, so wide
I can see your soul, its grey
Drift along the river of time
Bleeding the way
Strainin', strugglin', strivin'
For a new way
Try to fight the current
Before it takes you away
Bind your thoughts
Swallow your pride
Just when you realize
You caught the catcher in a whirlpool
Dreamin' of the sky
Strainin', strugglin', strivin'
For a new way
Try to fight the current
Before it takes you away
Dying lies are on the move
No need to starve for truth
Finding answers under shells
And building something new
Strainin', strugglin', strivin'
For a new way
Try to fight the current
But it takes you away
Location: Manlius, NY
Members: Mike Chapman: guitar, Jim Langan: drums, Will Renaud: vocals, Mike Roth: bass