In the Rain of the Neon Graveyard, MIA

No rest for the dead in this pink pain city Graves gape open for cigarette ember skies Grass in the graveyards hold blood grudges All the sunshine filth lick UV boots God is a dirty voyeur here like the rest Ravenous for naked slime and hypocrisy Any bastard can get nailed to a streetlight Very few can ring rock music from funerals Each note a hate crime death rattle Yes, I do drink honest ear blood in rue A klansman did donate his skin for my drums Racist fuck sinews do make good strings Damned good strings for these guitars!