With red dust in my wake, and blood spilt on sand,
I will bend and I will break with my left an right hand,
I will bridge the divide, between man and his dogs,
I am the last face you'll see in the night, I am your god.
With scales in hand and blood on sand,
And even keel, hell for leather,
Cut down them all, back to the mud,
Rise up from the soil, stand up to measure,
I am the one, the bastard son,
Bridge the divide, The Great Leveller!
When powers above,
Take advantage of tranquility,
Revolution and revolt,
Born of violence breeds equality,
With scales in hand and blood on sand,
And even keel, hell for leather,
Cut down them all, back to the mud,
Rise up from the soil, stand up to measure,
I am the one, the bastard son,
Bridge the divide, The Great Leveller!
Across these great planes I will bridge the divide,
I'm the last face you will see in the night,
If there's one thing I've learnt from taking these lives,
To judge a man's soul buried deep down inside,
Well you pull out your knife and gut him open wide!
Red dust follows in my wake, blood stained sand will seal your fate,
I will travel across these barren lands, from peaks and valleys Im the son of sam,
Colt 45 strapped to my waist, you cant pray now its too late,
Ill split your head from ear to ear I am the man'o mystic Im the man you fear.
I am the son of sam,
Oh Great Leveller,
The powers in my hands.
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Very heavy riff laden album, with sonic body, great hooks and smoke-tastic crushing headbanging energy. Great low-fi indie stoner production quality without any commercialized gloss. Roll, light and burn. Viewer Distortion Advised