The mighty bear, lord of the woodlands. The majestic pegacorn, soaring high into the blue forever. The embodiment of pure music, distilled into the fleshy bodies of five mortal men, and fueled with the power of metal. These lone warriors band together to create a symphonic cacophony so rich, so moving, that nary a dry eye or an un-bloodied nose will be left wherever they may travel.
They are Last Comes Gunfire, and they are here to rock.
Thanks for the add guys. Ha, I knew Zack was still playing music, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out the name of the band. Seriously stellar music by the way. =]