DevilDriver - 06 - Head on to Heartache (Let Them Rot!) (Lyrics)
Dez Fafara -- Vocals (since 2002) Mike Spreitzer -- Guitar (since 2004) jeff Kendrick -- Guitar (since 2002) Jon Miller -- Bass (2003 - 2011) John Boecklin -- Drums (since 2002) Simon Fafara -- Additional Vocals in "Tirades of Truth" I have the right to upload this audio track under protection of 17 U.S.C. § 107. Notwithstanding the provisions of sections 17 U.S.C. § 106 and 17 U.S.C. § 106A, the fair use of a copyrighted work, including such use by reproduction in copies or phonorecords or by any other means specified by that section, for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching (including multiple copies for classroom use), scholarship, or research, is not an infringement of copyright. In determining whether the use made of a work in any particular case is a fair use the factors to be considered shall include: the purpose and character of the use, including whether such use is of a commercial nature or is for nonprofit educational purposes; the nature of the copyrighted work; the amount and substantiality of the portion used in relation to the copyrighted work as a whole; and the effect of the use upon the potential market for or value of the copyrighted work. The fact that a work is unpublished shall not itself bar a finding of fair use if such finding is made upon consideration of all the above factors. Lyrics: Secure and hold fast Before you lose control! It's hell of high water Believe in gods, hoovers, horns and thunder Days of wrath, don't go seeking shelter Poison creeps, serpents slither, then slumber Bastards' paradise, true the bargain was made Full thrust, enticed to an early grave Deals were struck late into a cold winter's eve The table was set, laid out for the feast Secure and hold fast, Before you lose control! Head on the heartache Beware of the promises made Head on the heartache Steadfast on an early grave (Let them rot!) Deals with the Devil, there's no second best It's in my nature to say, "fuck the rest" Ever thought the world was crashing down? Man, people were talking all around Bastards' paradise, true the bargain was made Full thrust, enticed to an early grave Deals were struck late into a cold winter's eve The table was set, laid out for the feast Secure and hold fast, Before you lose control! [chorus] Let them fucking rot! Let 'em rot!