Dependence - Remembering Everything

The Words We Use - Absence (2013)

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Like Moths to Flames - Dead Routine

Firstborn Privilege

“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

25 to Life

Tasha’s Cauldron of Everything

In the dim glow of candlelight, Tasha’s forbidden laughter echoes through dungeon halls.
Spells warp, oaths shatter, Fey tricksters dance, and the Weave itself burns. Each track is a
spell ripped from her Cauldron, each riff a dice roll against fate. This album isn’t just music —
it’s a campaign. Every song is an encounter, a saving throw, or a boss fight. By the final dice
roll, all that remains is ash and legend.

Wild Magic Storm

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LYRICS
Replace pages with screens
They’ll shut up just fine
Control them with these 
We’ll see everything
Remind them they bleed
Pin it to a beast
Then take everything

Medicate the kids before they dream up something different
We can’t turn back our crumbs have long departed

The road we paved is far too long, the trek back too convicting
If we were wrong when we began then we’ll just make up our own ending
The road we paved is far too long, the trek back too convicting
If we were wrong when we began then we’ll just make up our own ending

See now you feel so free 
Forget about the lock
I hold the key crown me
Master of the flock

It's all wrong but you gave up on all of that 
You would rather suck upon the fat
It's all wrong it's all wrong its all wrong

Can't you see the shackles slack?
So learn how to bleed 
Flee or just collapse
Just don't believe
It’s the way it has to be
We'd succeed
So why the hell is no one listening?

Medicated kids inherit medicated futures
Their pill’s the lie, “you fall in line or suffer”

Don’t you feel so free?
Don’t you feel so free?

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