Throne Vertigo

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
 We'll ride her, you'll ride her
 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.