Story Behind The Song

Recorded in WBAI Studios (converted Church)!

Song Description

There is no prison after Death, no Hell

Lyrics

Eyes of the Witness

You're after the hours
Of midnight black flowers
No sacred intention
So I need not mention what you are, you're so genuine bloody, sire
what you are, your mother says that you're a vampire
what you are, but I think you couldn't fly much higher
what you are, and I know that you can burn by fire
Your goddess heroine
She saves it from U.N.
The world is her blood bank
She's sampled what you drank and she finds, ways to look more inviting to men
and she finds, that she must go out biting again
and she finds, another female for a friend
and she finds, a competition to the bloody end
She's truly a loony
A sex queen patchouli
She knows all the answers
And only one man serves at a time, when there are six hundred and sixty-six sex queens
at a time, unveiling all they own on silver screens
at a time, when things nobody did are being done
at a time, shell melt like records graveset in the sun
Religion division
There is no decision
You do what your will is
Both lovers and killers do your mind, there is no prison after death no hell
do your mind, if you would only listen, I've come back to tell
do your mind, you can escape if you claim mental unfitness
do your mind, don't be frightened by the eyes of the witness

words & music © by
Otto von Ruggins
Master of the Unheard Of