Fmj

Balls against the wall As we climb up over the sand To strike fear into the hearts Of the other common man Balls against the pale As we drift down into the breeze And we fill the hollow void Under the skies of blasphemy Blood is dripping from my snout And oh my god, I'm freaking out What is on the other side? What are we fighting for? Balls against the head As we cannon into the air And we shake the golden hands Of kamikaze Laissez-Faire Balls against the hatch As we flip down into the hill To greet all them godless schmucks And avenge the blood they spilled I'm what's left lurking about when All your candles flicker out I'm what's on the other side Of what you're fighting for Balls against the wall As we return into the sand To strike fear into the hearts Of the other common man Balls against the hull As we march right into the sea Even if we are destroyed To fulfill our prophecy Gods have mercy, there's no doubt that I will split you inside-out What is on the other side? Is it worth fighting for? Balls against the wall Balls against the wall Balls against the wall Blood against the wall