Storm The Gates Of Heaven Lyrics - Singles - Wayne County

[sound of creaky door opening] 

[laughter] 

Oh! 

Hello! 

Have^ you ever thought^ as the hearse goes by 

That^ you may be the next to die? 

They wrap you in a big white sheet 

And then they burry you eight feet deep* 

And then 

Your casket^ begins to leak! 

Ah ha!* 

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out 

The worms play pinochle on your snout 

Your liver^ turns a slimy green 

And pus runs out like big whipped^ cream 

Your eyeballs, they turn to cherry red* 

And that's what you look^ like^ when you are dead 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Hold your head up high 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Look God right in the eye 

Storm the gates of heaven 

If anyone could do it, I could! 

Storm the gates of heaven 

And ask God "Who's gonna pay for the blood?" 

Who's gonna pay for the blood? 

Trials and tribulations 

Oppressed and made ashamed 

Life for land, death for kingdom 

You've just changed your name 

False prophets in their armour 

Destruction at their feet 

Onward Christian soldiers, 

Marching to the beat 

Marching to the beat 

Beat 

Storm the gates of heaven 

The church of Man is lost 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Gonna take it to the Boss 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Twisted 'round and 'round and 'round 

Storm the gates of heaven, 

Children of the Lamb 

Children of the Lamb 

Traveling tabernacles 

Armed with spears and guns 

Power of persuasion 

Run, you heathen ,run 

Bound in false conversion 

Mourning night and day 

Carcass of the jackel 

On your knees and pray 

On your knees and pray 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Knocking at your door 

Storm the gates of heaven 

The truth and nothing more 

Storm the gates of heaven 

How my heart has cried 

Storm the gates of heaven 

And I'll meet you in the sweet by and by 

In the sweet by and by 

I was there at the Inquisition 

I was there at the witchcraft trials 

I was there when they murdered Montezuma 

And they destroyed the Aztec empire 

Using God's name to murder 

and to steal other people's land 

Using His name to persecute 

And take away the freedom of Man 

And take away the freedom of Man 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Raise your heads up high 

Storm the gates of heaven 

Look God right in the eye 

If anyone could do it, I could, you could! 

We could storm the gates of heaven 

and ask God, "Who's gonna pay for the blood?" 

Who's gonna pay for the blood? 

Who's gonna pay for the blood?