Danny's voice is one of those classic absolutely killer ROCK voices. Gravel wrapped in silk and shoved through a bullhorn! Backed by bad ass guitars and drums. We Are Harlot KICKS ASS!

Chill Vibes for NYC Mornings

Colour EP

Colour

Anise

Anis del Mono

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As the Pages Burn

Album: Bloodstone & Diamonds

Release
EU: 07.11.2014
UK: 10.11.2014
NA: 10.11.2014

MACHINE HEAD - Now We Die

Flying Too Close To The Sun

We Are Harlot - Flying Too Close To The Sun

Tierra de Muertos, polvo y hueso cruel,
Manny Calavera, su agente fiel.
Guadaña afilada, traje impecable,
Buscando almas perdidas, destino implacable.

Departamento de Viajes, número 27,
Vendiendo pasajes, al Edén siguiente.
Pero la estafa acecha, la deuda mortal,
Un viaje robado, un plan infernal.

¡MANNY! ¡CALAVERA!
¡AGENTE GRIM!
¡POR EL NOVENO INFRAMUNDO,
SU CAMINO SIN FIN!

Mercedes Star, su fiel compañera,
A través del desierto, su alma guerrera.
Glottis a su lado, leal demonio chofer,
En busca de respuestas, de un turbio menester.

Domino Hurley, la sombra corrupta,
Robando las almas, con ley injusta.
Olivia Ofelia, el amor fugaz,
Una luz en la noche, un sueño fugaz.

¡MANNY! ¡CALAVERA!
¡AGENTE GRIM!
¡POR EL NOVENO INFRAMUNDO,
SU CAMINO SIN FIN!

"Huesos que claman, por la verdad final,
Manny no se rinde, su espíritu es letal.
Por el alma robada, luchará sin cesar,
En la tierra de muertos, la justicia ha de llegar."

¡MANNY! ¡CALAVERA!
¡AGENTE GRIM!
¡POR EL NOVENO INFRAMUNDO,
SU CAMINO SIN FIN!

¡MANNY! ¡CALAVERA!
En la tierra de muertos,
¡MANNY! ¡CALAVERA! ¡CALAVERA!
la justicia ha de llegar

Agente Grim

Tremonti - Cauterize 
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Flying Monkeys

[Verse 1]
Here you stand
Face to face with me again
Blood on hands
Same old hate, same old pain
Can't escape
What we've done, what we've said
Time to break
All the lies in my head

[Pre-Chorus]
No more running
No more hiding from the truth
What we've become
Is something we can't undo

[Chorus]
Face to face with my enemy
Face to face with what I used to be
Rage inside, burning through my veins
Face to face, nothing left to gain

[Verse 2]
Years have passed
Still the same old bitter taste
Moving fast
But we're stuck in this place
Eye to eye
See the monster that you made
Time to die
All the games that we have played

[Pre-Chorus]
No more running
No more hiding from the truth
What we've become
Is something we can't undo

[Chorus]
Face to face with my enemy
Face to face with what I used to be
Rage inside, burning through my veins
Face to face, nothing left to gain

[Bridge]
Used to trust you
Used to call you friend
Now I see through
Every lie you defend
Hate consuming
Everything we shared
Now we're dooming
What we never dared

[Solo]

[Chorus]
Face to face with my enemy
Face to face with what I used to be
Rage inside, burning through my veins
Face to face, nothing left to gain

[Outro]
Face to face
Nothing left to say
Face to face
This ends today

Fury III

Hidden in Rage is an explosive blend of rap and metal that channels fury into truth and survival. Across its tracks, the album tears open the wounds of war, poverty, corruption, ignorance, and betrayal — but beneath the chaos, it finds resilience and purpose.

From the haunting scars of “Alone in Darkness” to the relentless fight of “This Knight Fights On”, the record speaks to those who’ve been knocked down yet refuse to surrender. “Greed Is God” and “No Limits to My Rage” rage against systems that profit from human suffering, while “Stupidity’s Not the Killer It Should Be” takes aim at ignorance dragging humanity backward. “We Might Be Robots” reclaims science and technology as forces of liberation, and “Empty Vessel” finds peace in letting go of pain and choosing happiness. Finally, “Nowhere to Belong” confronts the human cost of homelessness, searching for a place to call home in a world that turns its back.

Crushing riffs, rapid-fire bars, guttural screams, and soaring choruses make Hidden in Rage both a weapon and a refuge — music for the voiceless, the fighters, the survivors. It’s a soundtrack for rebellion, but also for healing, reminding us that even in rage, we can find strength, solidarity, and hope.

We Are Harlot - Flying Too Close To The Sun

Roadrunner USA

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