Skeleton Horse

Fearlessly smiling in the face of death
The vultures pick at the bodies until there’s nothing left
And I’m riding on a skeleton horse through the gates of hell
Bluer than black, planning attack around the midnight bell
Pretty in pink, blood in the sink inside your prison cell
And I’m riding on a skeleton horse through the gates of hell
I know you live in a violent plague of madness
I’ve been there before but I chose to leave
Caught in the undertow of suicidal sadness
I choose to live and let you be Turning all the crosses upside down
I hear the wind whisper a desert song about a city made of sand
Riddles spill from the foaming mouths only you would understand
And I’m riding on a skeleton horse through the gates of hell
I don’t know why I can’t remember your name
I don’t know why I can’t remember your name
As we’re riding on a skeleton horse through the gates of hell
We were two young fools in love, laying under the stars above
Until that phantom came and took you away
You are all I ever need, so I saddled up my steed
And returned to hell to take what’s mine
I have only come to take what’s mine
Children with fangs approach us as we both go blind
Wormholes constrict and spit us out the other side
Floating in midnight skies underneath the pale moonlight
Calmed by the golden light, death is nowhere in sight
I know you live in a violent plague of madness
I’ve been there before but I chose to leave
Caught in the undertow of suicidal sadness
I choose to live and let you be Turning all the crosses upside down