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The Faith Hills Have Eyes

by The Faith Hills Have Eyes

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Jay G. These are my homies from Mad City. Check them out. Favorite track: Flash Gordon... Your Jiblets.
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1.
Flash Gordon...Your Jiblets If you see sun--run to it Because night is here, chasing behind, ready to fight If you see sun--run to it Rain, of yellow flowers fall and cover the pavement Stars, stars, to the depths of hell stars--Oh my Lord Stars, stars, to the depths of hell stars--Oh my Lord Stars, stars, to the depths of hell stars--Oh my Lord Your fingers grip upon-my collective conscious mind And walk me outside Your fingers grip upon-my collective conscious mind And I will run, to the sun--and burn into you Our light takes us down your back--into the core of earth and through No words can or should express this connection If you see sun--run to it Because night is here, chasing behind, ready to fight If you see sun--run to it Premonitions--of artificial death This economic planet losing its grip on all--we can see But so many are aware Feel the dollar choking my breath Premonitions==of artificial death The economic planet losing its grip on all--we can see But so many are aware Your fingers grip upon-my collective conscious mind And walk me outside Your fingers grip upon-my collective conscious mind And I will run, to the sun--and burn into you Our light takes us down your back--into the core of earth and through No words can or should express this connection Your fingers grip upon-my collective conscious mind And walk me outside Collective conscious mind Because night is here, chasing behind,ready to fight--walk me outside COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUS MIND
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Elton Johnsonville Sausage The patterns keep shifting--but they've never left you--whole So much more pleasure than fantasies could know Officials sell our schools--we know more than they think we know Moving forward, inching towards something, while these good times roll Storms are coming, Wall Street tumbling--we know more than they think we know Now they don't even pretend to care Our purpose doesn't need to be stated out loud The unseen--exploited Left inside this system that's failed They don't see--We're coming for them The patterns keep shifting--but they've never left you--whole Our voices as one--the ultimate weapon Our voices as one--the ultimate weapon So much more pleasure than fantasies could know Officials sell our schools--we know more than they think we know Moving forward, inching towards something, while these good times roll Storms are coming, Wall Street tumbling--we know more than they think we know Now they don't even pretend to care Our purpose doesn't need to be stated out loud The unseen--exploited Left inside this system that's failed They don't see--we're coming for them
3.
James Roll A Blunt (How Many Songs Can You Call Superstar) She saw through all my lies though they were all true I haven’t loved as good since I saw you As if anything more mattered—losing all religion Everybody wants something from you—of course they do Just like you want your something to be nothing for a little while Just like you want your something to be nothing for a little while It’s wild what one act of kindness can do It’s wild what one ball of cocaine can do I’ve been trying to act without thinking Living in the moment is co-sponsored by a devil in disguise I’ve been trying to act without thinking-I’ve been trying to act without thinking As if anything more mattered-as if anything was pure I know you want me to try, but that will never be my life Let’s spend the day high Jesus, she came and told me, “Believe in what you believe.” Let’s spend the day high-Let’s spend the day high I know you want me to try, but that will never be my life Let’s spend the day high—Let’s spend the day high The only time I heard my name was when I stole the smile right from your face Right from your face   Jesus, she came and told me—BELIEVE IN WHAT YOU BELIEVE   Let’s spend the day high I’ve been trying to act without thinking I know you want me to try, but that will never be my life   Everybody wants something from you—of course they do Just like you want your something to be nothing for a little while It’s wild what one act of kindness can do    It’s wild what one ball of cocaine can do I’ve been trying to act without thinking    Living in the moment is co-sponsored by a devil in disguise I’ve been trying to act without thinking—I’ve been trying to act without thinking As if anything more mattered, as if anything was pure
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Dronehenge 07:07
Dronehenge There’s freedom in love---it’s made to order      No limits when you’re Satan’s daughter   I can’t believe a word that you say    But I can hear your filthy hands talking to me, yeah Let me feel your purity   You haven’t seen anything ‘til you talk to the man down below    Your physical presence here is the only thing that’s not bought and sold Your spirit transcends our frame and transforms your goal   Cause everything’s been bought and sold    But our non-permanence, no, it can’t be taken away   There’s freedom in love—it’s made to order    No limits when you’re Satan’s daughter   The patterns begin to fill in again, but does it matter    When it repeats, repeats the sin Ooh ooh ooooh-it’s good to break your own patterns Ooh ooh ooooh-it’s good to bask in your very own sin   You haven’t seen anything ‘til you talk to the man down below    Your physical presence here is the only thing that’s not bought and sold Your spirit transcends our frame and transforms your goal Cause everything’s been bought and sold    But our non-permanence-No, it can’t be taken away   The whisper that escapes the gates of death    Rings in my ears of tones never heard again Please fall---please fall now There’s freedom in love, it’s made to order No limits when you’re Satan’s daughter There’s freedom in love, it’s made to order Please fall now   You haven’t seen anything ‘til you talk to the man down below    ‘Til you talk to the man down below
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Hard School Old Core Another mis-step in the right direction Keep me at an arm's distance away We're ready to riot now, not because we care, but because we don't care anymore But my head's in the right place Between your legs The riot's here to stay--Is this really happening? The seasons are blurring--the seasons are blurring We build our bombs with a payload of cash Budget is applied to demonstrate might I'm feeling sensations--differently again Death is sitting right there beside me We both have drinks, and the orb has headphones on I'm feeling lucky as hell Tonight's not the night to die Picking the wrong ones again and again Is it predetermined? I'm feeling lucky as hell You'd put the gun to your head--but it'd take too much effort I'd join you, but I'd rather have you test my convictions So I can enjoy the way down from a healthy perspective I'm feeling lucky as hell Picking the wrong ones again and again Is it predetermined? I'm feeling lucky as hell You'd put the gun to your head--but it'd take too much effort I'd join you, but I'd rather have you test my convictions So I can enjoy the way down from a healthy perspective I'm feeling lucky as hell The new sound of terror is the thunder of children marching The new sound of terror is the thunder of children marching The new sound of terror is the thunder of children marching
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The Thing That Really Should Be Nothing left, to use the guns against Left fighting for something that's already gone Satan is praying—that he's not wrong About everything he knows, about everything he taught Too far in to turn back now He'll keep on pushing ahead, hoping to take you down Too far in to turn back now He'll keep on pushing ahead, hoping to take you down Down to heaven with me I'm gonna travel here to your thighs I'm gonna travel here to your thighs Learned to know that look in your eyes We know nothing about pain Learned to know that look in your eyes We know nothing about pain I'm gonna travel here to your thighs Learned to know that look in your eyes We know nothing about pain He wrote such a pretty song, before he took a life Taking a life—to survive Not even knowing if what he's fighting for matters to him Or anyone at all Too far in to turn back now He'll keep on pushing ahead, hoping to take you down Learned to know that look in your eyes We know nothing about pain Learned to know that look in your eyes We know nothing about pain I'm gonna travel here to your thighs Learned to know that look in your eyes We know nothing about pain The storms—the storms cleared a path But so much remains The storms—the storms cleared a path But so much remains We know nothing about pain, we know nothing about pain We're taking the pain away We know nothing about pain, we know nothing about pain We're taking the pain away The storms—the storms cleared a path But so much remains
7.
Pain Don't Hurt The mirror is vain--no reflection of dead waves     I want to tell you—but I’ve seen you in the fire   If we could know it’s our last day, we’d all sing the cliché      The paradox of I love you—I want you free, but I want you with me If we could know it’s our last day, we’d all sing the cliché   (I had complete control of all my senses—I had complete control of all my senses)   Your sacred word means nothing-to more than you’d like to admit     When we’re blessed not to choke on rubble—yeah   The mirror is vain—no reflection of dead waves    I want to tell you—but I’ve seen you in the fire   Do we martyr or do we enjoy? Simplistic extremes in constant times of war    Do we martyr or do we enjoy? Simplistic extremes in constant times of war Comfort’s been employed—freedom’s been destroyed     Comfort’s been employed—freedom’s been destroyed (I had complete control of all my senses—I had complete control of all my senses)   Your sacred word means nothing-to more than you’d like to admit     When we’re blessed not to choke on rubble—yeah (Feast-feast on flesh—No-eternal rest—Feast-feast on flesh—No-eternal rest)   The piper is dying, so we’ll take him and say    I don’t believe a word-I don’t believe a word Somewhere, hell has imploded, and heaven’s got some room Somewhere, hell has imploded, and heaven’s got some room   The piper is dying, so we’ll take him and say    I don’t believe a word-I don’t believe a word
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Condemned To the Gallops I've entered a fever dream--so beautiful--so obscene Take a chance and--trust me Take a chance and--trust me But I've felt the errors of my ways Over and over and over in one day I AM NEVER LEAVING THIS DREAM AGAIN Crossing time--crossing space I AM NEVER LEAVING THIS DREAM AGAIN Crossing time--crossing space Fuck your closed way of thinking Crossing paths--it's all a reality I've entered a fever dream--so beautiful--so obscene I will never own this feeling because--the devil was there He was one foot tall in reverse THIS IS TOO GOOD NOT TO BE TRUE He was one foot tall in reverse This is too good not to be true Crossing time--crossing space I am never leaving this dream again--crossing time--crossing space Fuck your closed way of thinking Crossing paths--it's all a reality Always--evolving The path to change history The gun in your face is as natural as the glass in my brain It's always--evolving This love starts at the end of the road This love starts at the end of the road Trudging the bottom--Down in the sound Sound is all I can follow now Trudging the bottom--Down in the sound Sound is all I can follow now Sound is all I can follow now

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released March 11, 2014

The Faith Hills Have Eyes are:
Nick Bartley
Gordon Dale
Woody Davis
Aaron Miller

-All bass performed on this album by Jamie Rohrbeck
-Recorded and mixed by Joe Cushman at 5 to 9 Productions
-Mastered by our own Woody Davis
-Artwork by Chad Caso, chadcaso.com, chadcaso@gmail.com
-Band photography by Jonathan Ferris, Jon Ferris Photography

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The Faith Hills Have Eyes Madison, Wisconsin

The Faith Hills Have Eyes are musical BRUTALITY with twists. They will venture down every avenue of rock, metal, and much more. The Faith Hills Have Eyes break cliches while embracing them sincerely.

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