make no mistakes my voice is clear and though it may be a subtle threat mayflower swing low because your love has such few regrets we cannot distinguish all of the world so celebrate and sing along it is a gift where i belong straight down and to the east i place my hands out in front of me to the sweet by and by i come to the crowd be blessed i swear i won t let you choke you give me nothing but rest and a loving hand i belong to the war i belong to your side and i can t hold my breath but i swear that i think it s a start that s the nature of the beast if we have nothing left but death it s a clear but subtle threat the south is where i lay my sword and the stage is where my heart will rest we are the crowd we are the crowd we are the crowd we are the crowd we are the crowd we are the crowd we are the crowd we are the  whether for a lifetime or just a day crowd atlanta atlanta that s my home town 
['chaotic hardcore', 'christian hardcore', 'christian metal', 'mathcore', 'melodic metalcore', 'metalcore', 'sasscore', 'screamo']