Dismember - The Hills Have Eyes

Internal tension erupt in war a proud nation is no more Under siege four long years blood flows with a million tears Limit of endurance, civilian dance macabre Existence of misery, sorrow filled destiny Broken glass under children's foot Rivers run red with the blood of the dead Unseen troops in disguise in positions high above The hills have eyes, waten you die, sniper the ends of your Life Massacre of innocent, targets of opportunity Hunt the soon to be dead Run for cover, run for life someone got you in their sight The all seeing sniper scope terminate survival hope