Definitivno jedan od boljih trash metal bendova, sinoc u Arenii :) Bilo je savrseno...Corey Taylor je lep i sa maskom, ozbiljno! ;D  Trajalo je nekih sat ipo, bile su predgrupe Hetera[to je neka nasa] i Killswitch engage.. Parter je bio put, a tribine onako... vise od 2000 ljudi :)

Svirali su neke od najpoznatijih njihovih pesama, ''SIC'' , ''Spit it out'' , naravno ''Ppl=shit'' , ''Psychosocial'' - moja omiljenaaa :) , ''Wait and bleed" ... Corey je nekoliko puta rekao da smo super, i da smo bolji od amerikanaca [haha ;p] Obecali su da ce doci i sledece godine, i da moraju da kazu svim bendovima da dodju u Beograd ;D Promenila sam misljenje, uopste nisu komercijala kao sto su postali ostali bendovi...svakaaa pesma je dobra! ;)

Psyhosocial

I did my time and I want out, so abusive
Fate, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at you, subversion, pseudo-sacred, pyscho virgin

Go tell your classes, go dig you graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
Undone, it has begun, I'm not the only one

And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial

Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
From when the devil fell, the secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new but would we kill it all
Fate was all we had

Who needs another mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness but I'm missing something
I think we're done, I'm not the only one

And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial

The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!

Fake and defenseless lie
(Psychosocial)
I tried to tell you first
(Psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out
(Psychosocial)

Can't stop the killing
(Psychosocial)
I can't help if it's hunting season
(Psychosocial)
Is this what you want?
(Psychosocial)
I'm not the only one

And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

And the rain will kill us all
If we throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!