okay so here is the deal.

Last night on KISW, Steve rock Prompted the conversation about which cover song we were going to do. After much debate we only boiled it down to 2 options.

The Terminator theme song. (dun dun dun dun dun      dun dun dun dun dun) you know that one!
or Skid rows - Youth Gone Wild

We need help deciding.

Comment the Blog or send us a e-mail and we will see which one people want to hear us do more.

Thanks for Everything.
Have a good one


Jordy~

Sun Sets On War Time- Come rise up and follow me it's time for a reconing. We will march to the battle grounds. We must hold the line. Round up the troops for the war will begin. We'll keep on fighting from fire within. Now is the day to reclaim what is ours a new revolution is not very far. Lay your life on the line, we will stand by your side we will take the reigns and we'll have made a change. Rise up! State what your fighting for. The Blood! Shall be spilled once more. Our Hearts! Will keep my head together. Our Mark! Will be made on life forever. This is your time to make a change. If I kill will it take back what I've done? Will my thrill be all that I will ever gain. The flame can be seen far and wide. Now is the day we rise from our knees. Right now! Fight for your beliefs they are ours to keep. Lay your life on the line we will stand by your side we will take the reigns and we'll have made a change for our tomorrow. We have strength in our numbers and we will not becon to their will they try to lay upon me. I will strike with all I have inside me. You should beware be afraid of our army now.

Descent- The skies are burning I can't see the stars my heart is racing. Pull the trigger! The ground is trembling I must move on. Should I show mercy? Kill them all! Are these the choices that I am forced to make? Is this our only answer? Is this our final ending? The blood flows like a river I taste it on my tongue. With every shell that hits the ground I feel my soul letting down every promise that I made to myself.(chorus) I hear their cries I hear their everlasting screams. A dark symphony that saranades my dreams. My blood is yours their blood will pay for all your sins in your place they stand. Each kill furthers my descent.
Entire structures burst to pieces but I will stand tall. I must march right through the valley in the shadow of the dead. I must survive this night until morning. Right now I am alone the ones I love are back at home. My survival will lead the way it will lead me to the day I could be in their comfort again. My hands will turn to striking hammers that I must wield to stay alive I'll cross the threshold walk the distance to protect my life. I close my eyes for a moments time I aske myself. Will I awake? Never hold your breath it just might be your last. Focus to survive. My eyes glaze over and now I'm not a man but death incarnet and now souls I demand. No thinking just action I will strike swift and clean creating disasters with these two hands. (chorus)

One Voice for a Revolution- Move! Move! Your in my way, just you wait. You just might lose your head. Don't sit there patient silent waiting for the world to change stand uup throw your voice out it's time to turn the page. No raising hands speak your mind you have that right, raise your voice testify to all their eyes. We will rise from the ashes and make our way to the new horizon that we see. Overthrow the tyrant that will suppress everything you do, everything you say. He fears your heart felt words will start an uprising he can not cease. Wait for the time for the sign to make your fucking move raise your fist cross the line. Lets make a difference. Time to Strike! One voice for a revolution to push forth from which we came. Stand up raise your voice now we'll find a better way. This is the day we will not take your demands. We will stand unified with bricks in hand. We are waiting for your to make your move. You will take the first life I know thats what you do. We will not let you make a mockery of what we believe in. It's ours to lose! We will rise from the ashes and make our way to the new horizon that we see. Overthrow the tyrant that will suppress everything you do, everything you say. He fears your heart felt words will start an uprising he can not cease now. One voice for a revolution to push forth from which we came. Stand up raise your voice now we'll find a better way. This is the day we will not take your demands we will stand unified with bricks in hand. Now's the time for you to decide which fucking side your on. Your not with me you are with them then it's time for chaos you can't change my life.

Remember Us- Believe that the life you live means so much more to me I'd gladly give up all the stars to set your spirit free. The times we've we shared the memories I will always hold them all so dear to me and I'm not letting go not not this time. Remembering that which mean the most to me and that is one more yeah one more chance to see your face. Now I'm no longer crying and I'll hold thee in my heart and hold on for one more chance to believe again. In the heart and soul of what we could be a new level of life a new time of freedom. Not for just yourself but all of those that hold you so high. They'll carve our names in stone forever! They will remember us for all we have done in this life. They'll carve our names in stone forever! We won't be wiped from the pages of history(repeat). If there is one thing I we were not meant for this life we've created. Just keep in mind that all can be lost, all the closest ones you love gone in an instent. In the blink of an eye and all is gone. It leaves you wanting more! and I'll tell you how I feel. Go! This is what I hold dear. My purpose all so clear. We'll take these teachings and strive. Stop and take a moment breathe in the life. You will know my name through these endeavours and bare the shame of letting your own heart get led a stray. When this is over a price to pay for us all. More than blood and tears we gave to keep our pride forget the shames remember us. I shout these words from within may they carry out like a whisper in the wind. Like a whisper in the fucking wind. They will carve our names in stone forever. They will remember us for all we have done in this life.

Culling the Weak, Left Alive, Cheyenne, Gift of Prophecy, Fear the Day

(Studio Seven) An old-school-indebted, black-shirt-wearing hard-rock outfit that poses for unsmiling photos in graveyards and boasts a frontman named "Raven," Seattle's Culling the Weak combine technical metalcore with flashy '80s-style solos, providing an appealing alternative to the similarly styled (but infinitely sleazier) Avenged Sevenfold. Raven ranges from throatily enunciated barks to scratchy shrieks, sometimes during the same sentence. The band chug during their hardcore chants (usually some variation on the "rise up" exhortation) and shred through their instrumental showcases, with thrash-speed drum rolls and densely coiled guitar harmonies. Culling the Weak recently started recording their debut full-length, slated for a spring 2008 release. Until then, the group's frenetic headbang-intensive live shows will be the only way to experience their impressively heavy, fast-evolving sonic assault. ANDREW MILLER