Gods of Violence

Death Becomes My Light

Let Go

Ruminate

Hollow Heart

Walking Wounded - In The Trenches

Mishaps Of My Mid Twenties

Johnny Cold Shoulder

Mouth Culture - Johnny Cold Shoulder

Greatness

“Dead on Arrival” by Saints No More is a razor-edged modern rock tale of double lives, hidden agendas, and the price of blood. Blending storytelling with heavy riffs and layered vocal harmonies, this track paints the picture of a quiet man in a lab coat who transforms into a mercenary when the shadows call his name.

The verses cut like a confession — white fences and family photos on the surface, but behind closed doors, a serpent’s grin and contracts paid in cash. From Oak Ridge halls to foreign nights, this hitman’s world is fueled by secrets, survival, and betrayal. The pre-chorus sets the tension, and when the chorus drops, it’s undeniable: “Target’s dead on my arrival — big money for the kill, no chance for survival.”

With driving guitars, pounding drums, and octave-layered harmonies, “Dead on Arrival” hits like a cinematic soundtrack for a dark action thriller. It’s equal parts story and anthem, showcasing Saints No More’s ability to fuse hard-hitting rock energy with vivid, dangerous imagery.

This isn’t just another rock song — it’s a journey into the mind of a killer hiding in plain sight. Press play, feel the adrenaline, and step into the shadows

Dead On Arrival

A New Kind of Horror

The Horrid Strife

Thanks for Nothing

The backwoods boonies of Wisconsin gave birth to the Alt-Metal band Bottom Shelf.

Living surrounded by drugs, booze, heartache and racism shaped their lives, how they think, and how they create.
They went against the Midwest grain and gave themselves a purpose, despite the cards they were dealt.
The moves they made in life were not like most, and it turned them into outcasts…

But that's what makes Bottom Shelf better.

Let Go

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