LIVE REPORT: High On Fire and Silverburn at Islington Assembly Hall, London
Your temple’s crumbling down.
Your temple’s crumbling down.
Jesus, I’m ready to come home.
I’ve got you now, don’t crawl away.
Split tongues sharpen the blade.
We flip the coin and I become the enemy.
Sabbath bloody sabbath.
Behold, the other side of anger.
How do we all sleep with a dying sun?
Stay out of Georgia.