Wilt lightly
Two steps mistook and there's nothing 
Clutching to her chest 
As they hold out the crime, she's the messenger 

When scepters turn into bombs!

"I think I'm ready
 If this is what the world offers
 I'll fight it swiftly
 But where is my family?
 Neither allies or enemies
 In this place I call wasteland"

The ground burns more than rug burn
Skin to skin with jet fuel 
All I see, are demons out in the sky
Debris covers the cities tall

When scepters turned into bombs

"I think I'm ready
 If this is what the world offers
 I'll fight it swiftly
 But where is my family?
 Neither allies or enemies
 In this place I call wasteland"



Scepters And Bombs

Sam Watroba - Guitar/Vocals
Jean Thorn - Drums


Scepters And Bombs

Two Door Rev