Eyes Of The Dead : Let's Play Drink the Beer !

Thrash Metal / USA
(2010 - Black Picket Fence Records)
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Lyrics


1. OVER THE MOUNTAIN

Over the mountain, take me across the sky
Something in my vision, something deep inside
Where did I wander, where d'ya think I wandered to
I've seen life's magic, astral plane I travel through

I heard them tell me that this land of dreams was now
I told them I had ridden shooting stars
And said I'd show them how

Over and over, always tried to get away
Living in a daydream, only place I had to stay
Fever of a breakout, burning in me miles wide
People around me, talking to the walls inside

I heard them tell me that this land of dreams was now
I told them I had ridden shooting stars
And said I'd show them how

Don't need no astrology
It's inside of you and me
You don't need a ticket to fly with me, I'm free

Over and under, in between the ups and downs
Mind on a carpet, magic ride goes round and round
Over the mountain, kissing silver inlaid clouds
Watching my body, disappear into the ground

Don't need no astrology
It's inside of you and me
You don't need a ticket to fly with me, I'm free


2. SLAVE NEW WORLD

Face - The enemy
Stare - Inside you
Control - Your thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em all

You censor what we breathe
Prejudice with no belief
Senseless violence all around
Who is it that keeps us down

Once all free tribes
Chained down led lives
Blood boils inside me
We're not slaves, we're free

Face - The enemy
Stare - Inside you
Control - Your thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em all


3. SWEATING BULLETS

Hello, me, meet the real me and my misfits way of life.
A dark black past in my most valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20, but looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story... tell it to "Reader's Digest" !

Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend ?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my palms are getting wet
-- Sweating bullets

Hello, me, it's me again ; you can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache thinking down to your level
Yea, just keep thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know his limitations

Feeling claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and, I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and my palms are getting wet
-- Sweating bullets

Well, me, it's nice talking to myself, a credit to dementia
Someday you too will know my pain and smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back ; here I come again !

Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend ?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me, now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity for your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit, I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa !
-- Sweating bullets


4. BALLS TO THE WALL

Too many slaves in this world
Die by torture and pain
Too many people do not see
They're killing themselves, going insane

Too many people do not know
Bondage is over the human race
They believe slaves are always lose
And this fear keeps them down

Watch the damned - God bless ya
They're gonna break the chains
No, you can't stop them - God bless ya
They're coming to get you

And then you'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall
You'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall - Balls to the wall

You may screw their brains
You may sacrifice them too
You may mortify their flesh
You may rape them all

One day the tortured stand up
And revolt against the evil
They make your drink your blood
And tear yourself to pieces

You better watch the damned - God bless ya
They're gonna break the chains
No, you can't stop them - God bless ya
They're coming to get you

And then you'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall
You'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall - Balls to the wall

Here we go !

Come on man, let's stand up all over the world
Let's plug a bomb in everyone's ass
If they don't keep us alive
We're gonna fight for the right

Build a wall with the bodies, and you're saved
Make the world scared
Come on, show me the sign of victory
Sign of victory - Sign of victory

You better watch the damned - God bless ya
They're gonna break the chains
No, you can't stop them - God bless ya
They're coming to get you

You'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall
You'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall - Balls to the wall

You'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall
You'll get your balls to the wall, man
Balls to the wall
You'll get your balls to the wall, man


5. CREEPING DEATH

Slaves Hebrews born to serve to the pharaoh
Heed to his every word live in fear
Faith of the unknown one the deliverer
Wait something must be done four hundred years

So let it be written so let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written so let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now let my people go land of goshen
Go I will be with thee bush of fire
Blood running red and strong down the Nile
Plague darkness three days long hail to fire

So let it be written so let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written so let it be done
to kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man

I rule the midnite air the destroyer
Born I shall soon be there deadly mass
I creep the steps and floor final darkness
Blood lambs blood painted door I shall pass

So let it be written so let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written so let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

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