Rusted Blood

Abscess

Busted Bones and Brains from the Savage Drive 1,2,3,4, 
You ain't getting out of Here Alive 
Shakedown Mind, Strip Your Bones of their Flesh 
Standing in the Shadow of the Doorway of Death 
Sitting here in My Igloo of Blood, Rust, Sweat and Gin
I can't see where my Life Ends and Death Begins 
Just let me be in my skin pricked crazy Cactus Farm 
Busting the Rock of Reason 
Giving a Call to Psychedeathic Arms 

Rusted Feelings Set Deep in my Hard Pulsing Brain
Violent Sonic Vibrations feel no Mortal Pain 
You Can try to tear it Down 
But it just Snaps back in Your Face 
Watch me Fly as I leave this Bullet Spitting Place