HAM Lyrics | Booze Metal | |
Buried Alive by Booze Again the bottle of killing booze
Upon my shoulders
And its volume seems unbearable
Your heart is where your bottle is,
I should have told her
But within me hid a liquid so terrible
To drink is to know that you're alive
But my river of beer has run dry
I never wanted to fool you, no
But the hot drinks hold my heart, yeah
And it feels like I've been buried alive by booze
If I should die before I wake
Pray no one my beer to take
If I wake before I die,
Open the bottle and smile
The kiss of Korva blessed me with a sobriety murder,
And fed the alco gods insatiable
Your home is where the wine shop is, I should have told her
And embraced the drinks indestructible
To drink is to know that you're alive
And my river of beer won't run dry
I never wanted to lose you, no
But a sober heart is a dead heart
And a drunkards soul is gone
And it feels like I've been buried alive by booze
Funeral of Hearts
Binge's the funeral of hearts
And an end for sobriety
When angels drink blood
From glass of evil in gloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for volume
When booze is a gun
Separating me from you
She was the sun
Drinking upon
The tomb of your head and liver so frail
He was the moon
Drinking with you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale
She was the wind, carrying in
All the bottles and beers you've for years tried to forget
He was a punk, restless and drunk
And you were like a mouth to all binges
The heretic seal beyond divine
A prayer to open this bottle of wine
The last rites for liver's on fire
One more bottle and a question why
Soul On Wine
There's a wine that leads our heads astray
No one's safe from the hard touch of port vein
And in every bar it's looking for new slaves
To celebrate the beauty of the graves, yeah
We are
like the living dead We are
like the living dead Addicted to our
drink by despair We're the soul on wine! This Fortress of Beers
No one can buy you beer
In this pub safe and sound
No one can save you, dear
From hungover you are drowning in
Just hold last beer on your way down
This fortress of beers
I've drunk with my fears - for you
This fortress won't fall
I've drunk it strong - for you
No one can free you now
From the chains around your liver
Don't be afraid now
Just get rid of sobriety
And hold your glass on your way down
No one can hurt you now
In this haven drunk and sound
Just hold your beer on your way down
Headache's knocking on her door
Shadows dance around the bottles
Beer keeps flowing on the floor
As the world around her crumbles
If you wanna treat her
Then first you'll have to treat yourself
If you wanna see her in this bar
Don't drink here with your pain
If you wanna see her smile again
Don't show her you cant pay
'Cause your circle of beer is the same
Beer must be as cold as grave
A one way ticket from endless sorrow
An empire of gentle taste
New day without hungover
It's the circle of white foam
The circle of storm
The circle of taste
Your circle of beer is the same
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