Uploaded May 2020 | Updated September 2026, 22 hours ago

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Here's a bit of an old school type metal song Greg and I worked on during this Covid shutdown. Enjoy!

Greg Stevens - Vocals/Lyrics
Mark Moore - Guitars/Bass/Drums

Check out Greg‘s main project "Made With Machines" here: open.spotify.com/artist/2OPYGCMm9unMXxhixK7DEn?si=SceVQ_O_TVSutfQT20NOsA


"State of Emergency" Lyrics:
go!

hey hey

isolation
growing fear
trepidation
becoming clear
a stalking panic
hides in sight
nothing short of a firefight

locked down
like the desolate
scavenging
to earn your keep
burdened
to this reality
separates the willing and the weak

end of days
coming near
spreading panic
spreading fear
hard to breathe
shut it down
this is a state of emergency

mass confusion
disillusioned
everything in disarray
know your place you’re ignorant
and get the fuck away from me

wreaking contradictions
of this wretch of way
i can smell the fucking stench
of the rich
scrambling for their fucking earnings

end of days
coming near
spreading panic
spreading fear
hard to breathe
shut it down
this is a state of emergency

this ain’t a battle
it’s a war
it’s a time of less is more
fuck your money
and the american dream
it’s time to wake up
this is reality
this ain’t a battle
it’s a war
it’s a time of less is more
fuck your money
and the american dream
it’s time to wake up
this don't mean anything

time to wake up
and shave the wool
show your teeth
you’re an animal
bite the hand that feeds
and fucking choke on it
that’s one more person
they can’t point it at

end of days
coming near
spreading panic
spreading fear
hard to breathe
shut it down
this is a state of emergency
end of days
coming near
spreading panic
spreading fear
hard to breathe
shut it down
this is a state of emergency