Lord of the Grave-Raunacht

I don't appreciate baking my balls off on 105 degree leather while sitting in traffic. As the hangover in my head pulses in and out with the waves of heat temporarily turning my world askew I look around at the pathetic people rotting away around me. Then I realize why William Foster, a simple man such as myself could snap and rain terror on the populace.




Anyway...

Listen to Lord of the Grave kids. For fans of Electric Wizard.






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