What makes you want to carve your initials in me?
Rain and weather erasing hard to read
Find me distant, our world erupt obscene
Holy cow, that is some beastly sludge-metal. It’s easy to be skeptical of a 26-year-old grunge band’s new material in 2013, but this riff timelessly powers lyricist Jerry Cantrell’s obscure, earthy metaphor-laden message over the beefiest of grooves, save for some semi-cheesy pre-choruses; [LISTEN].