Lyrics:
NAPALM SWEET NAPALM
Enemy hides under the surface
Infested foxholes and heavy trenches
Insidious plague, worth of demise
Purged by fire, dehumanized
succeed
Then one by one they come undone
Then I’m back down on my knees,
I always end up praying
Dear God, Please
Sure You get real foXhole prayers My
waiting for the kill
Burning city gasoline
To feed a fire blazing memory
My foxhole is a mess
It's smoke wafts to the street
And creeps into the sidewalk
People are landed fish, gather around
Rocks are sharks, it's cold outside
Demons come from their foxhole
And from Chain Bridge pulls me down
While
in the flames would be pointless
cs swine that falls from the sky
Positions of power anointed
The guilty will be crucified
Praying in the foxhole
not what could be
It’s what you’re racing toward
Sticking together
To accomplish the mission
Enduring the weather
Impossible conditions
Foxhole dreams
and all the worlds there ever were
It's into curious insurgent to an early sepulcher and that sucks
Foxhole crashed
My two lucky socks don't match
My
Listen to the horn blow,
Up against the night glow
Someone left the bodies in the garden
Of the war show
Alright
Dig a grave or foxhole, pile up
lobbies get dimmed, your average hard rapper turned ghost
Hits his foxhole and go to his post
You can't walk outside, with your girl in the rain
You can't
no ground, our target in sight
Foxholes give no safety
Our only option to push forward
This town must be taken by force
Tracers fly past in
From digging in the Devil's dirt
Digging in the Devil's dirt
Foxholes lit by a morning light
Lines are drawn, we waltz through night
TIme hold steady,
hear me
We've got another one?
Safety resides in these two limbs of mine
In the foxhole
All tied up
Oh yeah baby transitionally we made on these walls
Brass boots, where has your gaunt gown gone?
Whose streets have you walked on?
Who did you meet?
What did they say?
Is the world just a foxhole you
happy than not die at all
For a man is a fool who will not heed the call
Gonna see Miss Brer Foxhole with bright diamonds in her teeth
She is pure gold
for the wounded
They come for the dead
They come for the dead
My buddies in a foxhole
My buddies in a foxhole
A bullet in his head
A bullet in his head
The prayers that we pray in foxholes and funerals
The songs that we sing in delivery rooms
The questions we ask when nobody's listening
But the man
Rotting in a foxhole
Dying to live
We’re just food for soil now
Nitrogen rich
Pull yourself together
You’ll be alright
Smoking is unhealthy
Rotting in a foxhole
Dying to live
We’re just food for soil now
Nitrogen rich
Pull yourself together
You’ll be alright
Smoking is unhealthy
And I got experience,
Know I got pain and experience too
LLTC I'm in a foxhole with my brothers
Run some bands up with my brothers
In a cut looking
that's how I play the game
Disappear in a foxhole, bitch we getting paid
Rolled down windows, pulling up with my squad
Tuned up Flexus, pulling up with
incomplete
Somewhere in the darkness there's a candle burning
I can't see it from my foxhole dive
Somewhere in the shadows there's a whispering promise
do not like to be vulnerable
And I don't like to be exposed
I'd rather be dug in deeply
In my best Fort Benning foxhole
Though I be in enemy territory
Earth can never fill this ever hollowed world
Oh, often darkened realm, vexed by the concave
Where war is won by foxholes dug with the inverse of a spade
clothes
She plays a tune like doomsday yet all the lilies dance
There's a sad story in every foxhole when her Howitzers advance
You can see the loafers
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