A Metal/Hardcore collaboration between Roscoe / FiveSidedDice of Undead Generation, and Shaun Manley of All We've Known, composed for Juan Hillier of Chosen MMA for the Chosen Fighting Championship. Lyrical matter focuses around themes of betrayal, justice, and karma, whilst the musicality is deeply rooted in Nu Metal / Metalcore, "Electrocore", and Hardcore / HC Punk.
Composed, written, performed, and recorded by Shaun Manley and FiveSidedDice / FiveSidedRecords
Mastered by FiveSIdedDice / FiveSidedRecords
Produced, released, and distributed by FiveSidedDice / FiveSidedRecords and Shaun Manley
FiveSidedDice / Roscoe Nefdt - Vocals
Shaun Manley - Guitars, Percussion, Synth
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Honor. Respect. Loyalty.
We are chosen.
You'll get yours in due time
when God's hand comes around,
a swift and timely justice
when you knock yourself down.
Snakes in grass
avoid the blades of mowers now and then,
but eventually their head is dismembered
in the end.
The rain may wash away
the blood you left on these streets,
In due time
your own devils will want to meet and greet.
Unintended severing
of friendships, bonds and ties,
it'll come right back around,
retribution for your crimes.
I'll put you in the ground.
I'm not one to believe in karma
but something will come around
to bite you in your blackened heart
and put you in the ground,
Perhaps the dirty work is up to me,
and only me alone.
God's work carried out through my hands;
your words, my sticks and stones.
I'll put you in the ground.
We are chosen.
I'll put you in the ground.