Wall Of Enemies (Intro) (Dark, heavy synth, fast skittering hi-hats, deep sliding 808 bass line drops) Yeah, look. Shovels in the dirty dirt, man. Sliding on these weak ass opps, building whole walls out of 'em. Take a good look around ya! A deep hard look!. yea a A deep hard look!. (Chorus) Mixing punks rats alike bone-dust, grey concrete, Got dirty hideous shovels, making coffins on the street! Extract the monstrous info, then we put 'em six feet, Wall of Enemies contemplations rising, we don't know defeat! Yeah, fee-fi-foe-dum, get your avenging bread right, Leave bloody carcasses in the dark, ain't nuthin but a back page headline! Wall of Enemies rising to the decaying roof, Chop a limb, crush a bone, that’s the cold propositions truths! (Verse 1) Nightmares in the indescribable dungeon, hear the opps moan, Lawful vengeance on 'em, leave 'em all alone! Bitter dangerous faces crying when the gang pull up, Ingenious philosopher painter, but we painting blood just for luck! Thinkers baring possessions teeth, lost inside the dark tempest, Devil in the prophecies shadows, yeah we relentless! Blaspheming tongues out the window, shouting out loud, Amplifying heat tortures when we step through the crowd! (Chorus) Mixing punks rats alike bone-dust, grey concrete, Got dirty hideous shovels, making coffins on the street! Extract the monstrous info, then we put 'em six feet, Wall of Enemies contemplations rising, we don't know defeat! Yeah, fee-fi-foe-dum, get your avenging bread right, Leave bloody carcasses in the dark, ain't nuthin but a back page headline! Wall of Enemies rising to the decaying roof, Chop a limb, crush a bone, that’s the cold propositions truths! (Verse 2) Optical assertions illusions, apostrophised words, Calloused hands broken, only treacherous choppers heard! Perpetual shadows killings, man, we sliding on the block, Intrepid hidden bloody eyes, ignore the rules, break the lock! Disordered days, illuminated scenes of the carnage, Shark in the water, leave 'em wrecked in the garbage! Turmoil, limbs cut, torrents in the rain, Crushing up depraved bones, turning muscle into pain! (Outro) Machines grinding 24 hr's still ain't enough heavy cries... Yeah, fee-fi-foe-dum... Take your bread, man. Take your bones and make my bread! Now you just another brick in the wall for thou bread. Yapunks just another brick in the wall just another brick in da WWWAAAAAALLLLLL!!! (Heavy 808 slides out into static) lyrics and music by Steve. D. Hammond.
