WRETCHED John Repeat... The End Is Near Guitar Demonstration

WRETCHED Son Of Perdition (Out March 26th) ORDER NOW at Wretched on Spotify: Get WRETCHED albums for just $ during the month of March. Beyond The Gate: The Exodus Of Autonomy: LYRICS: I rise from what was slumber, To a world much worse to fear The digital ash is blasting back at me My gun still waits impatient, with two shells to my name, An army is forming, the neighbors conforming. To spill blood in God's name, to devise a strategy, To make medicated slaves in love with their own ways. And this will bring us doom, you've known this as a truth it hurts but your too drunk to see these signals. Repeat, the end is never near, It's just at its morning silence. Repent and I beg to those who never answer me... Speak... Speak... The sober silence of being the last of our kind, An insect smashed, the foo