• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Bleed Well - HIM
• Bullet Hole - Haunted
• Built Low - Paw
• Build A Wall - Burlap To Cashmere
• Build A Wall - Art Of Dying
• Build A Wall - Kultur Shock

You had demons to kill within you screaming
With a gun loaded with guilt you opened their eyes
Love preys the living and praises the dead
In the heart of our hearts by death we were wed
Bleed well the soul you're about to sell for passion deranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well'
'In hell
'No love lost under her will', I heard you weeping
And on those words a church was built to keep the pain in
If death is the answer to love's mysteries
Then bleed on my darling to the sound of a dream
Bleed well the soul you're about to sell for passion deranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well'
'In hell
Bleed well the soul you're about to sell for passion deranged
Kiss and tell, baby we're bleeding well
Bleed well the heart you're about to fail for reasons insane
Kill and tell, baby we're bleeding well'

Breaking in and entering,
my will is the law.
I feel the scent of innocence
and I know it's all about to fall.
Never repent or change, [x2]
never submit or yield. [x2]
Trespassing holy ground,
reveal your secrets.
Unlock these private boundaries.
I'll grant you one more dream.
Never repent or change, [x2]
never submit or yield. [x2]
I have an urge to kill.
I have an urge to rise above my victim.
To see their life blood fade away.
I have an urge to feast upon the weak.
You're mine
every goddamn time.
Crowbar my tool of trade.
Duct-tape and a six inch switchblade.
My love is a Stanley-knife.
My love is the fear in your eyes.
Never repent or change, [x2]
never submit or yield. [x2]
I have an urge to kill.
I have an urge to rise above my victim.
To see their life blood fade away.
I have an urge to feast upon the weak.
You're mine
every goddamn time.
[spoken]
You think you're safe in your suburban dreamscape.
Well, I could change all that...
I bide my time...you're such sweet meat...
I enter
you're screaming.
One gunshot
you're bleeding.
Dead silence
relieves me.
You're open wide
to see me...
Never repent or change,
never submit or yield.
I have an urge to kill.
I have an urge to rise above my victim.
To see their life blood fade away.
I have an urge to feast upon the weak.
You're mine

Well now, I guess you found me
Let your body cup around me
Have your daddy up and down me
Let my enemies surround me
Was I dumb to stand so tall?
Was I dumb to stand at all?
Is that what brought you here?
Is that what draws you near?
Well, you ain't seen nothing yet
Yeah, watch how low I get
Yeah, get much lower yet
No depths where I won't go
Thank god I'm built so low
In a way I guess you know me
But no way have you outgrown me
Go on and reap you've sown me
Girl you know I owe you only
Was I dumb to stand so tall?
Was I dumb to stand at all?
Is what I sense now fear?
Is that what draws you near?
Well, you ain't seen nothing yet
Yeah, watch how low I get
Yeah, get much lower yet
No depths where I won't go
Thank god I'm built so low
Afraid of heights
Afraid to go higher
Get down closer to the wire
Thank god I'm built so low
In a way I guess you had me
Now you think you can tell me what's bad for me
Well, how sad for me
Turn away because you know me
Turn around because I'm built so low
Thank the serpent for the apple
Eve was bored before he made the show
Come on deeper to the bottom
Sink your ship, it's better down below
Check around before you meet me
Know this one before it's time to go
Burn this one because you know me
Burn this one because I'm built so low
Thank god I'm built so low
It's built low
Built so low
Built so low

She was driving through the night through that fortune road of fame
She was looking for the man just to powder up the pain
And the power of the Sun never caught her weary sand
She was looking for the man with the gun in the hat
Drinking whiskey in the rain and the bible in his hand
Shake the light
Drown the sun
Close the shades
Lock the door
Burn the pages of your life
As your body hits the floor
And as you weep you can hear it
There's an echo of a call
And through the violent bloody night
Nehemiah builds the wall
I was living off the land trying to get the job done
I was looking for the souls that were burning in the sun
She was burning up the crowd and was landing on time
I said crooked is the man who reveals in a verse
There a prophet of the land
When there's poison in your mind
Shake the light
Drown the sun
Close the shades
Lock the door
Burn the pages of your life
As your body hits the floor
And as you weep you can hear it
There's an echo of a call
And through the violent
Bloody night
Nehemiah builds a wall
Yesterday's gone
Tomorrow an illusion
Infinity
I am fire, I am gold
I am river, I am sea
I'm eternally the sound
That is screaming to be free
Shake the light
Drown the sun
Close the shades
Lock the door
Burn the pages of your life
As your body hits the floor
And as you weep you can hear it
There's an echo of a call
And through the violent bloody night
Nehemiah builds the wall

Build a wall from me
Your words are mortar and limestone
One wall’s okay
You’re still easy to find
Put up a second wall
Corner yourself and hide
I can come around
meet you on the other side
Tell me how
how does it finally feel to be free
Tell me how
with those beautiful eyes you can’t see
put up a third wall
and watch the ocean roll in
I’m a note in a bottle
The tide will wash me in
Put up a final wall
Lock me out of your life
I’m coming over top
I will scale, I will climb
I will climb
Tell me how
how does it finally feel to be free
Tell me how
with those beautiful eyes you can’t see
I’m an ocean of will in a desert of truth
Not one wall stands in front of me
With both arms I reach out to you
But you seal the top with stone
lock me out for good
all you’ve really done is locked yourself in
You are buried alive
Tell me how
how does it finally feel to be free
Tell me how

Everybody football, everybody France!
France loves their Africans.
But when they riot, they're not so much fun,
Why can't everybody be like Zinadine Zidane?
Oh Beautiful, for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain.
For purple mountain majesties, above the fruited plain.
America, America; la la la la la la la!
Mexicans are every day feeding, building USA,
but when they're done - kick them out all;
Build the wall, Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Everybody dance to Balkan folk
Everybody Kultur - everybody Shock
They love our talent, artistic touch,
Us? Not so much.
Everybody burek, everybody likes,
But not everybody likes Mustafa.
Kebab, doner, ishkembe!
Just mail it - don't come to Switzerland
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!
Build the wall!