Lyrics Flesh Desperados - Ribspreader

Flesh Desperados - Ribspreader
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flesh Desperados, artist - Ribspreader. Album song The Van Murders, Pt. 2, in the genre
Date of issue: 05.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Xtreem
Song language: English

Flesh Desperados

Memories of salty sweat
Pouring from a frowning face
Deep thoughts of dismemberment
What to sever next
Limber fingers pulling
Bones from out its flesh
Skin sewn into a bag
To carry the remains of this mess
Left to swing in the wind
For someone soon to find
A perfect gift for anyone
Non machine washable
That’s what we were
Flesh desperados
Waiting for a train
With passengers to massacre
Masks instead of sombreros
No guns only knives
And the occasional hatchet
And of course the much needed bone saw
Flesh desperados
Waiting for a train
Departure towards hell
Next stop utter pain

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Artist lyrics: Ribspreader