We've come to far to know if we've got time to kill you.
God wont mind a little tourture.
We'll bring our weapons to the disco
On a highway ride straight out of hell
We'll leave the payphones ringing usless
Shes hogteid and you can ride her
Still he thought her heart wore crowns under a mass off 
wicker sounds
we'll ride her, youll ride her
Even if we'd sink or swim her perfect image caved right 
in
Will or wont they fall.....will or wont they?
Your lips they taste of meat her liver was so sweet
And we don't know what you know
So we'll sit back and watch her go
Away with you,
To better times, if only we could breath
We're red like neon hearts
If snakes could walk, then we would dance
To jazz like songs, in tune to E
Your hogtied .....now come with me
This is your last bite with those fangs.....we are dead.