when he came to the place where his enemy lay he looked down at the body and said that could be me you are the sleeping giants in the border wars the survivors and the foragers the zombie hunter soldiers the children of the white flag shoutin out the choruses singing from the picket line stop the apocalypse back in 2012 just in the nik of time mainstream visitors pause and reorient replace the elixir panacea for the poison out of our paralysis out of our experience chock full of treasures back to our community back into the studio something grown together in the club with your cameras in the streets with bandanas you treat others so justly why do you call yourself ugly snap you out of hypnosis answer all of your questions gather and listen close it s bout to get interesting2