The Brains

An unholy collection of mind-bindingly ear-scorching tracks that grab you by the neck, stare straight into your eyes and dare you to fight back.

Out In The Dark
 

out in the dark
waits the ghost that haunts me
close your eyes tight
and hope that it will pass

it's never what you see
that grips and terrifies me
what lies in wait
the horror yet to come

waiting for

it's worse than you believe
that which they have come to grieve
what came from hell
look now what we've become