Born out of the mouths of wolves and serpents.
Raised up by degenerates and whores in the gutters of your forgotten cities.
Among the spawn of your outcast, your rebuked, your lepers.
Breaking bread with gangsters, hustlers, real motherfuckers
Scorned by your fearful leaders, and your simple masses.
Bearing no marking, no number, no names.
Only one sign, the Rad Omen.
For we are many, for we are many.
But, that would be ridiculous; as that is Rad Omens Bio on Myspace (damn).
The truth isÂ that we are two dudes (Joel & Scott) from Seattle Washington that just love to get Nurdyâ€™ and melt our faces on that dirty d-floor. Â Remixes to Us are what platinum haired Bunnies are to Hugh Hefner.Â We love Read more