From Ashes Rise
the face of poverty
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The face of poverty, as willing subjects we all spectate your demise.
You can wash away the filth but not the calluses
that keep the devils down beneath the status quo.
Our sacred symbols are for you to use, before your face, we hang the gold.
The face of poverty, with 60 seconds left your fame is slowly running scarce.
You can wipe away the tears but not the images
that formed the mannequin behind the shattered glass.
Our sacred forms beg you trust, before you face we hang your god.
- Álbum:
- Nightmares
- Live Hell
- Discography
- From Ashes Rise / Victims
- Location Is Everything, Volume 2
- It Hits the Fan, Volume 1
- Concrete and Steel
- Life and Death
- Combat Rock Sound, Volume 1
- Silence
- The First 15 Years: 2006 Record Sampler
- SXSW 2005 Showcasing Artists
- Location Is Everything Vol. 2
- Jade Tree: Twenty Five Years