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Dez Fafara -- Vocals (since 2002)

Mike Spreitzer -- Guitar (since 2004)

jeff Kendrick -- Guitar (since 2002)

Jon Miller -- Bass (2003 - 2011)

John Boecklin -- Drums (since 2002)

Simon Fafara -- Additional Vocals in "Tirades of Truth"

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Lyrics:

Only the gods know

They're looking right through you

Straight into the eyes of a dead man

There isn't enough hours in the day

What will be seen

When your world comes crashing down?

Staring in the eyes of a gone man

No more fuckin' time left on your side, on you side

All of your hopes and dreams - don't mean shit!

All that's left is, now to nowhere

I believe do anything at all costs

You must believe

Not all who wander are lost

Tied to the tree of woe, so woe to you

In front of the man with the dead eyes

With a choir of faith there's still hell to pay

Not enough hours in the day

Hell of patience to be paid

So who's left to wonder?

In the wake of destruction, get made

[Pre-chorus and chorus]

Something, somewhere, injects the eye

Texas! Nights! Defines the sky!