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Crusty Demons: Beyond the Apocalypse
Disc 1
01. Psychosocial
02. Boneyards
03. Redneck
04. Roots Bloody Roots
05. Goddamn
06. Spinal Compression
07. Indestructible
08. Worship Your Demons
09. Destroy Everything
10. The Way of the Fist
11. Unbroken
12. Smile Pretty for the Devil
13. Determined
14. Beautiful Mourning
15. Wrong Side
16. Goddamn Electric
17. Clouds Over California
18. Demon Speeding
19. Uprising Nation
20. Ugly in the Morning
21. Hurricane
Disc 2
01. Eye of the Storm
02. Let’s Ride
03. Gravemakers & Gunslingers
04. Your Time Has Come
05. American Metalhead
06. Capillrian Crest
07. Follow and Feel
08. Freak On a Leash
09. Heroes of Our Time
10. Attack
11. Spit in the Face
12. She Builds Quick Machines
13. Shine with Me
14. From Yesterday
15. Famous Last Words
16. Addicted
17. Kicking and Screaming
18. Re-education
19. The Anthem
To the sound of a heartbeat pounding away
To the rhythm of the awful rusted machines
We toss and turn but dont sleep
Each breath we take makes us thieves
Like causes without rebels
Just talk but promise nothing else

We crawl on our knees for you
Under a sky no longer blue
We sweat all day long for you
But we sow seeds to see us through
The sometimes dreams just dont come true
We wait to reap what we are due

To the rhythm of a time bomb ticking away
And the blare of the sirens combing the streets
Chased down like dogs we run from
Your grasp until the sun comes up

We crawl on our knees for you
Under a sky no longer blue
We sweat all day long for you
But we sow seeds to see us through
The sometimes dreams just dont come true
Look now at what theyve done to you
White needles buried in the red
The engine roars and then it gives
But never dies
Coz we dont live
We just survive
On the scraps that you throw away
I wont crawl on my knees for you
I wont believe the lies that hide the truth
I wont sweat one more drop for you
Coz we are the rust upon your gears
We are the insects in your ears
We crawl
We crawl
We crawl all over you
We sow the seeds to see us through
Our days are precious and so few
We all reap what we are due
A judges sky no longer blue
We bring the dawn all over new
We crawl
We crawl
We crawl all over you