Get in line my fellow men
Your prescription, then we'll begin
The agitation is for good reason
It's our edge for killing season
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
Violent rage and boldened senses
Left our enemies defenseless
When our territory reached the coast
Our only casualties were overdosed
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
The burning sensation of hatred leaves us
Slowly, from somewhere beneath the skin
The fire lit night sky hears our desperate cries
When will the feeling come again?
Bloodlust came and ran its course
We showed the enemy no remorse
But when the supply lines dried
Without prescription we all died
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
Dead Sentry - Where Next to Kill? Lyrics
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Get in line my fellow men
Your prescription, then we'll begin
The agitation is for good reason
It's our edge for killing season
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
Violent rage and boldened senses
Left our enemies defenseless
When our territory reached the coast
Our only casualties were overdosed
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
The burning sensation of hatred leaves us
Slowly, from somewhere beneath the skin
The fire lit night sky hears our desperate cries
When will the feeling come again?
Bloodlust came and ran its course
We showed the enemy no remorse
But when the supply lines dried
Without prescription we all died
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
Your prescription, then we'll begin
The agitation is for good reason
It's our edge for killing season
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
Violent rage and boldened senses
Left our enemies defenseless
When our territory reached the coast
Our only casualties were overdosed
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
The burning sensation of hatred leaves us
Slowly, from somewhere beneath the skin
The fire lit night sky hears our desperate cries
When will the feeling come again?
Bloodlust came and ran its course
We showed the enemy no remorse
But when the supply lines dried
Without prescription we all died
Surging glow of domination
Otherworldly intoxication
Bloodshot eyes on the back of my head
The feeling of ensured enemy death
When killing stops, it's where next to kill?
Where's the next fight, to win at your will?
Chasing the high, we're never fulfilled
Writer: Stefan Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid