A weary breath draws through hopeless lungs as an inner dialogue that is the culmination of all the world’s sorrow, joy, hate, love, rage, and every sentiment in between rushes from a bleak existence. A cacophonic symphony of raw energy, emotions and experiences filter through blood, guts, guitars and pulverizing beats translating into the distant familiarity of an original idea. The rhythmic heartbeat of a group whose time has come resounds through valleys constructed to shepherd the unassuming. Walls crumble as the valleys flood with sound and a world turns to listen...this is When Words Attack!