i remember that winter all to well we controlled our destiny but in a moment hell rained down on our parade and ma was the last one to the grave planned our future never thinkin anything could go wrong but the world stopped spinnin today legends are made in shallow graves raised to meet disaster s embrace justice has it s place for ma the boys and me the prime example of a dying breed our mother never meant this place raised to make the papers someday life here was cold and hard planned our future never seeing all the hell that was to come i wouldn t want to be remembered any other way legends are made in shallow graves raised to meet disaster s embrace justice has it s place for ma the boys and me the prime example of a dying breed  no time for goodbyes it happened so fast be assured we ll carry on legends are made in shallow graves raised to meet disaster s embrace justice has it s place for ma the boys and me the prime example of a dying breed1
['alabama metal', 'christian hardcore', 'christian metal', 'melodic metalcore']