upon an open high
where my liberal rights reside
this is where i live my life
with my lovely, lovely bride

upon an open high
where i know i will subside
until my final days collide
with my loved one, i will fly

upon an open high
a drug that doesn't sigh
a drug that always relieves my plight
a love that will fight into the night

upon an open high
and i will love her all my life
my open high, my loves delight
i wont let her out of sight

Go across my gate
And i will know your name
And i will get my shotgun
And eliminate your vein

Trespass on my land
And you will not know your fate
Until you start to lose your mind
When you start to bleed and fade

My land is wet
With blood of the fallen
Done in by my hand
Start moving, stop stalling

Trespass on wet land
And you will fall as well
And join your fallen comrades
Join them down in hell

For my shotgun is war
And my finger, be politics
Your vanity, vengeance
My mind, corrupt government

This is how the world works
This, humanity at its core
All of us, in vengeance
We are damning ourselves more.

Somebody Calls
And it remains to see
If i know them, good or bad
Or if i can believe...

Somebody Calls
And i can almost know the voice
I could recognize it in my dreams
But only a subconscious choice...

Somebody Calls
And the gears can start to turn
The beautiful voice of an angel boasts
Of  tales where hero's burn

The voice turns dark
Its known to me now
As an angel of death
I can recognize the sound

An angel calls
And shows me a light
A light i would rather live without
A light as dark as night

An angel calls
And i want to run away
But the fear that swells within my heart
Cannot for certain say...

That i am not insane

Running for his life, he made his courage known
Turning to try to turn the tide, his strong stance surely shown
Frowning upon the enemy face, he waited for the fight
pounding, stomping around the corner, his foe came into sight
...Questioning the crying kid...
he hug'd his brother tight

Have you ever wondered why...

Why the sun rests in the sky
why the moon floats and fly's
and they never idle by...

Have you ever wondered why...

why death is hard to bite
why life itself is pushing
for friends and family to die...

Have you ever stopped to think...

though all that is unknown
your here and now is real...
stop thinking like your gone

Surrender now for you are not well
you are outnumbered and surrounded by hell

If you don't give, then you will die
alone, and afraid, in the cold, cold night

but don't blame circumstance
for this is your chance

to show what you made of
(please take a stand)

When the widow's brow breaks
and the sealed fate shakes
and the wind whispers tranquility no more

when the fathers soul fly's
free from earthly binds
and the children are left alone

the prayer of mother will stay strong