Callousness destruction unleashed
Passing on through generations deceased
Eternal choking fires reach the stars
Left behind to contemplate the scars
CHORUS:
Gone, the light
Darkened empty losing sight
Left apart
Taking system back to start
Voices past recall a time before night
From the mind a mist of memories bright
Sanctuary from the chaos inside
Drawn within the only haven to hide
CHORUS
Running from the iron grip of despair
Blackened wind suffocates the night air
Silence desolation increase
Desperate calling out for release
Produced by the band and Matt Bayles (PEARL JAM, MASTODON, etc.), ‘III’ raises the stakes on their unique, Appalachia-tinged blend of heavy rock. Black Cobra