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ENDING ON A HIGH NOTE / o, joining
« on: November 21, 2019, 06:21:53 PM »
/tw: murder, implied murder, being held hostage, implied murder of child

so, will we be doing this the easy or the hard way?

it was such a strange thing to ask, considering he wasn’t exactly in a position to be asking it. he was tied to a chair, his nose broken, eye swollen shut and purple, cuts littering his entire face, yet he was acting like the big bad guy here. he was being held hostage at gun point in his old home, but he knew something that the raiders didn’t.

he had been meaning to fix the wobbly chair for months now, she kept nagging about it, pestering him to fix it, but he never got to it. he was sure that if he could jump the chair hard enough, it would just collapse under his weight. it was well over 100 years old, passed down from his wives mother to his wife, so on and so forth, so surely, that would make it easy to break.

we got a tough guy, huh? well, this is what happens when you don’t pay your protection fees, you get strapped to a chair and your house is looted, your women and children taken, and you’re left to rot!” the man’s voice was rough, like nails on a chalkboard. “speaking of, where are the bitch and kid, huh? are they still even alive, or did you finally snap and kill them? or maybe we sent a little party and they did it for you!

this made iiniwa’s face twitch, and the man only laughed, holding his shot gun over his shoulder. it was double barrelled, a dangerous thing for any man. iiniwa was slowly pulling at the armrest, hoping to dislodge the old glue and slip his hands from their bonds as the man turned to look out the window. “maybe they aren’t dead and they left you.

searing rage had begun to boil in the pit of his stomach, glaring at the back of the man's head.

"you know what happened to them, asshole." he snapped, and the man only laughed.

"ah thats right, i do know. i guess i do it so much that i lose track of how many!" iiniwa was going to gut this man like a fish if it was the last thing he did.

he felt the wood against his wrists snap and he thanked whatever god was out there that his wife had had such an old, ugly chair. he looked down at his feet and leaned the chair back to slip the zip-tie down the leg of the chair, hoping that maybe his legs would be long enough to just slip the zipties down. that didn't seem to be the case so he slowly rested the front legs back on the ground. he watched as the man pointed his gun at him, an ugly grin to his rotting teeth.

maybe you’d like t-

BANG!

blood splattered against the white walls, the man’s head snapped to the side from the force of the shotgun blast, and for a moment, he was too shocked to look away. the body slowly crumpled, not even noticing someone was cutting him free and shoving the shot gun into his hands.

run.” it was a woman’s voice, demanding him to just go as she practically drug him from the chair and out the door. he didn’t exactly argue, still too shocked to even respond, so he just started running, his flannel still half undone from when he had been first taken hostage in his own home, the traditional paint rubbing off on it slightly. he shouldn’t have painted so far down, but he always refused to half ass it. he was sure it would rub away more if he began sweating, but he just ran for as long as he could.

until finally, he reached a city. he had never been to this city, always told to stay away by his wife, but it seemed like his only option at this point, so he just slowly walked through the edge of the city, hoping someone peaceful might find him, clutching his gun and looking like a deer in the headlights. for a moment, he was still horrified, but.. then he began to wonder.

who was she?
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Re: ENDING ON A HIGH NOTE / o, joining
« Reply #1 on: November 22, 2019, 12:03:41 AM »
"speech" 'thought' text
tw: alcohol, death, lots of blood, profanity, heavy violence, religion

You'd think that the man of few words would remain if not in, then close to his home, and yet here he was much further from his humble shack than he probably should have been. Michael had not uttered a word since that cursed day he'd found his son's corpse washed up on the beach. The sight might have been less shocking had it not been for the lack of a head.

The amount of persons who came to the Badlands in rough condition couldn't be counted, not by Mike at least, and so another looking lost, pitiful, beaten up, well that was just one more drop in a bucket of blood. He had a gun in a holster, his hand hovering over it for a moment as he observed this pathetic, out of breath figure... perhaps something resinated with him, this... man looked... something like he had a few times in his life.

Maybe he was premature in assuming that the guy was no threat to him at this time, or maybe his gut reactions were usually correct. Whatever the case, he quietly approached, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked the man over, mentally making a note of... well, everything about the breathless chap.

He did hope someone else would come along, he was only one man, and specifically one man who refused to talk, for what' reason he himself was unsure, but what did that matter... only that someone else needed to come along sooner than later. He offered the man a slight tilt of his head, and then a nod, before he looked quizzically at him, raising an eyebrow in question, and eying the gun with some suspicion, perhaps he should have his own gun out, instead of safely strapped to his hip.
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Re: ENDING ON A HIGH NOTE / o, joining
« Reply #2 on: November 23, 2019, 12:35:01 PM »
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"-It really was a good cartoon, watched tons of it on the weekends when school was out-" The murmuring words of Salem didn't exactly break the silence, as he spoke quietly to another man standing beside him wearing a dirty, pale bandanna over his mouth. Not a Badlands bandanna obviously, it was another Worm; another project of Salem's, really.

But the Worm was quick to step into the shadows and disperse away as soon as he caught sight of Micheal alongside a panting, gun-toting stranger. Salem however didn't run, instead he continued forward and watched them both with cautious optimism. "Well what do we have here? I guess I can't expect you to explain what's going on, Mikey." Salem commented, quickly unholstering his own pistol and holding it loosely in one hand.

"Drop the weapon bud and lets have a conversation, bud. What're you doing trespassing around here?" Salem jumped straight to the questions, feeling a bit more on-edge in the presence of two armed and one definitely volatile men who he had no prior bonds to. He hoped Catalyst or Addy or hell even Lucerne would show up, he wouldn't mind a little backup to calm his nerves.
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« Reply #3 on: November 23, 2019, 11:58:20 PM »
Once upon a time, Mike would have been all the backup Cat needed. The man had been solid, capable, reliable, loyal. And then things started changing, even before that fateful mission to Flintlock. They couldn't say they didn't miss it, because they did. But things would never be quite the same again, had gotten as close as they could before he disappeared and returned with his son's ghost in his eyes.

Now they had a different team that counted among them Salem; he was taking charge of the situation quite easily, so easily in fact they were a little concerned that he hadn't sent someone to fetch them. That was hardly the main issue now, though, as there was an unknown man there. He looked like he'd seen better days, but then, that could be true of just about every person that came up to the border. Was the day they stumbled into the Badlands' territory the best for anyone? Not even to imply that it was always a bad day, but surely there were better ones?

For the moment, Cat was as silent as Mike, waiting for the man to answer Salem.

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 12/12/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Alias is Catalyst
⇥ Will accept Cat or Catalyst from anyone, Scott only from family
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 09/12/39 ⇥ Made their return to public life in the Badlands
⇥ 09/07/39 ⇥ Took a break to recover from their illness
⇥ 11/02/39 ⇥ Came down with a cold

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No biological siblings
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken by Gavril Lupei
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————

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« Reply #4 on: November 24, 2019, 02:00:13 AM »
before iiniwa knew what was going on, he was being confronted by three strangers- two silent, one that was speaking and holding a gun. he didn't know what the hell he had done wrong, but he didn't drop his shot gun. no, he just moved his hands away from the trigger, and took a tenative step back. "i didn't know there were.. bandits or someone living here." he said slowly, looking over the group. his eyes landed on each person for a short moment before falling back to salem.

"im.. im iiniwa. i was just told to run away so.. i did. i dont.. who told me to run?" the last bit was more to himself, mind still clouded with confusion and fear from the events that had just gone down. how long had he ran? he didn't really know, didn't really care, but he knew that if that gang tried to track him down that he was a dead man. he slowly lowered the barrel of the gun, shifting a hand to rub his sore wrists where the rope had been tied. one rope was still looped around his wrist, ironically, which he hadn't even noticed. "is there a place i could stay..? if you lot will have me?"
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« Reply #5 on: November 24, 2019, 06:05:33 PM »
"Bandits? Here? I'd hardly call us bandits." Cat paused and considered it, tilting their head from left to right. "Well... I suppose you could, though." The Badlands was a pretty lawless, violent place, but not as much as one might think. "No idea, dude. You know anything about it, Salem?" He had become the resident loose canon, and Cat was increasingly less sure of his intentions and capabilities. "Yeah, you can stay here. Do we gotta worry about whatever you're running from?"

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 12/12/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Alias is Catalyst
⇥ Will accept Cat or Catalyst from anyone, Scott only from family
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-one ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 09/12/39 ⇥ Made their return to public life in the Badlands
⇥ 09/07/39 ⇥ Took a break to recover from their illness
⇥ 11/02/39 ⇥ Came down with a cold

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No biological siblings
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken by Gavril Lupei
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————

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« Reply #6 on: November 24, 2019, 06:53:20 PM »
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Oh thank the gods, Cat was here. Now Salem didn't have to worry about needing someone to out-sass the trespasser, or on a more serious note he didn't need to weigh just how much he trusted Mike as backup. He'd leave those mental calculations for another time.

"No no, bandits is an apt description." Salem said, mainly to be contradictory to Cat even though he agreed with the leader's words. Salem watched the stranger's fingers move away from the trigger, but he hadn't dropped the gun yet; probably not the worst thing he could've done, since who could really blame him for wanting to be armed when suddenly ambushed by a random group of assumed bandits.

"Hey, I didn't do anything to this one. I certainly wouldn't bring any of my quarries here, if you think this is a most-dangerous-game situation." Yeah that was a reference most likely only Mike might get, and even then he doubted Mike would acknowledge it. The stranger also still had rope hanging from one wrist, and Salem was a fucking professional when it came to untying rope so this probably wasn't the result of a drunken blackout.

The guy was asking for a place to stay, and Cat threw caution to the wind and said yes. But honestly, this guy seemed to fit the bill for most Badland recruits; traumatized to some degree, running from something or someone, with enough street-smarts and agility to work independently in a semi-hostile environment. "Yeah, what they said. You seem competent, but I'm not getting filled with lead just because someone's holding a mean grudge against you."
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« Reply #7 on: November 24, 2019, 10:54:50 PM »
"speech" 'thought' text
tw: alcohol, death, lots of blood, profanity, heavy violence, religion

It wasn't that Mike was an idiot, or that he cared nothing for his life, but even a lowered weapon could easily be used. That wasn't to say he believed Iiwana to be any threat, while he was not always the best judge of character... (just look at the men in his former team for that) he was usually good at detecting threats.

Iiwana for all he was holding a weapon was not a threat, however, he had no intention on letting any harm come to his boss now that he was returned, even if he hadn't uttered a single word yet. And so, quietly, he stepped forward, it wasn't in a threatening way, just a quiet one.

One hand was still at his side, but the other reached out slowly, he aimed to place the hand on the barrel of the gun, if successful in this, he would tighten his grip around the weapon. There was something in his eyes, a sort of welcome, and yet, caution... though he did not view Iiniwa as a threat, he still could not trust anyone. He might never be able to lay his trust in a person again.
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« Reply #8 on: November 24, 2019, 11:28:09 PM »
salem was in no way wrong about him being traumatized to some degree- he certainly was. he was scared, and he was sure that everyone here had been afraid at some point in their lives. "thank you.. i don't expect anyone to take a bullet for me. i doubt itll happen, considering their leaders brains are all over my dining room wall." he muttered, an almost far away look on his face as he remembered the scene. truly horrifying, something out of a horror movie.

he was broken from those thoughts when michael came forward and set a hand on his gun- or the woman's gun, it wasn't actually his. he stared at the man and hesitated slightly, not knowing if the man wanted the weapon or not. he didn't mind the weapon being taken, but he would want it to be returned to the woman if she ever showed up. he gave the man an unsure look and held the gun out to the man, giving him a once over.
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« Reply #9 on: November 27, 2019, 04:09:26 PM »
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Salem uh- he wasn't sure how to classify Mike's actions. Maybe he was trying to de-escalate the situation? Either way it was fucking weird and kind of intimate. But hey, it seemed like he was getting a free gun out of it so maybe Salem should try approaching fearful strangers with firearms and putting his hand on their gun in the future.

"Well, there was a lot to unpack in what you said but that could be discussed later, sounds cool though." Salem said with a casual roll of his shoulders, holstering his own revolver. This guy seemed fine enough, still quite spooked and fearful but hey, he didn't mind; most people were going through one of the stages of grief.

"Welcome to the Badlands, do your best to listen to Mike's nonverbal cues and I'm sure you'll do fine." Salem said, trotting forward to offer a hand for Iiniwa to shake. "I'm Salem, you said your name was Iiniwa right?"
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« Reply #10 on: November 27, 2019, 06:52:44 PM »
They almost didn't pay any mind to what Salem had said. Almost, but then the implications clicked, and they couldn't help but turn to him. "Ex-fugging-scuse me? You play the most dangerous game?" They weren't surprised, but they were ever so slightly alarmed. They might be a violent person, but their violence had a purpose. That didn't.

Oh for fuck's sake - they figured that Mike would be just a steady presence during this interaction, but then he went and took the man's gun away. "Since when do we disarm people?" Unless someone was a threat, they didn't really see a point. Everyone else was armed around the Badlands, and this guy was joining.

"But you still ran." It was more of an observation than anything else; Salem was working on taking out his old crew, which surprisingly enough hadn't brought any ire. "Welcome to the Badlands, Iiniwa. I'm Cat, and contrary to what you might first think I'm in charge."

Spoiler: IF YOU DONT KNOW NOW YOU KNOW && INFO && 11/27/19 • show
GENERAL   welcome to the end of eras, ice has melted back to life
⇥ Given name is Scott Mathew Darrow ⇥ Alias is Catalyst
⇥ Will accept Cat or Catalyst from anyone, Scott only from family
⇥ Assigned male at birth ⇥ Agender ⇥ They/Them pronouns only
Twenty-two ⇥ Born 11/27/17 ⇥ Sagittarius ⇥ Real time aging
Boss (leader) of the Badlands ⇥ Ex prisoner of the Badlands
⇥ Ex cultist (Mourningstar) ⇥ Ex member of the Young Rogues

RECENT EVENTS   done my time and served my sentence
⇥ 11/12/39 ⇥ Made their return to public life in the Badlands
⇥ 11/07/39 ⇥ Took a break to recover from their illness
⇥ 11/02/39 ⇥ Came down with a cold

APPEARANCE   dress me up and watch me die
⇥ Catalyst is 6'2" tall; they possess a lean and muscular body, one that has a variety of old scars adorning it. One of the easiest to notice is one that stretches down their right cheek. While not a scar, one very notable marking on their chest is the "BL" brand. They have two piercings, one in their tongue and the other in the cartilage of their left ear. They typically dress in dark colors (favoring jackets with some sort of writing on the back), and their hair is black. They're not all dark, however, as they have pale blue eyes that peer out from beneath medium-sized eyebrows.

PERSONALITY   if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine
⇥ Catalyst is ambitious, with the cunning and ruthlessness to reach their goals by any means necessary. They can be brutal when they feel it is needed, however when it's not they won't bother. They tend to be rather aloof and apathetic to most things and people, with some very rare exceptions. Provided those around them don't cross a few specific lines, they're content to leave them be, though they've been known to take an interest in some people, which seldom has a positive end for whoever their interest is in. They can be manipulative, and will often encourage people to make bad decisions. Those that stick by them will be rewarded, but those that do not will be cast out, as they've been outcast for their entire life and have learned to appreciate loyalty wherever they can find it. Even during the most stressful of situations, they usually keep a firm grip on their temper and keep their calm, though when they do snap and lose their temper, it is uncontrollable. They're remarkably observant, often able to deign much from subtle clues in what people say, how they say it and how they act.

RELATIONS   dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight
⇥ Molly Darrow x Austin Darrow ⇥ No biological siblings
⇥ Adopted parent of Molly Valentina Darrow-Lupei (Mo)
Pansexual/Panromantic ⇥ Very much taken by Gavril Lupei
⇥ Not looking but it happened ⇥ Rarely forms romantic attachment
⇥ Holds most people at arms length and doesn't get close

INTERACTION   i'm taking back the c r o w n
Hard physicallyHard mentally ⇥ Doesn't let their guard down
⇥ Is most comfortable with close ranged-weapons ⇥ Dislikes guns
Brass knuckles ⇥ A variety of knives ⇥ Carries a handgun
⇥ Will kill/capture/maim in certain circumstances
⇥ Will leave things be in others ⇥ Will start & finish fights
⇥ No kill/capture/maim without permission
⇥ Attack in bold #0d0d0d and tag @/Bryne
⇥ Peaceful powerplay allowed but they may react negatively
⇥ Dislikes almost any sort of touch unless they initiate or agree to it

I HAD THIS FEELING THAT YOU'D BETRAY ME ——————
IF I GAVE TOO MUCH AND YOU TOOK TOO MUCH ——————
there's blood on the leaves / there's blood on the sands I ——————
FEEL HIS GRACE S L O W L Y RUNNING OUT ——————
GIVE ME TRUTH GIVE ME A WAY OUT (I GOT A BONE TO PICK) ——————
SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORRORS YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT ——————