“Weep not for me, my friends so dear. I am not dead, just sleeping here. My grassy bed, my grave you see. Prepare in… — Leander Watts Copy Share Image
“He pointed to Butt, behind his drum set. "There he is. Don't smell so good and can't hardly talk. But he can drub those… — Leander Watts Copy Share Image
“We see our friends are round us falling. We see them buried deep in dust. In solemn silence yet they're calling. Prepare for death,… — Leander Watts Copy Share Image
“Relly fired off the opening riff. Butt laid down the beat, old doom and new joy mixed together. "I wait till I, like fire,… — Leander Watts Copy Share Image
