Law Of Averages — Fear Before The March Of Flames

And we wait for the fog to roll in. Take a deep breath before we're back on the road again.

I killed the forest with just one match. Killed the forest with just one match.

You could see the dark smoke clouds for miles and miles as the ash rained down. With no regard for the life that was lost. With no regard. Dear John will you come with me? Follow me to paradise. Look over your shoulder, you stole her. It's over. To start we'll lop off your head. We'll give you six feet of blankets for a goodnight sleep. Say a prayer for the dead and buried. You'll be joining them real soon. The easy way or the had way. You never learned your lesson.