And People in Hell Want Ice Water Lyrics

Bottles to the ground boys
We got work to do
We'll just take 'em with us
Come to think of it

Cut the ties boys; where we're going
There's no turning back
Ever heard of hell?
Ever heard of hell?

Breaking down walls
With bottles in hand
And honesty
On our breath
God fearing
In a blasphemous way
Wash those blood red hands boys

We'll try not to track anything
Anything inside
We'll keep it clean
We'll keep it clean

Breaking down walls
With bottles in hand
And honesty
On our breath
God fearing
In a blasphemous way
Wash those blood red hands boys

Oh god when the walls come down
We will feel the sun
We will feel the sun
And maybe just maybe
The rest will put down the guns
Held to their heads
Held to their necks
Held to their backs
And all we can do is hope
All we can do is hope

Breaking down walls
With bottles in hand
And honesty
On our breath
God fearing
In a blasphemous way
Wash those blood red hands boys