Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
These shoes gripped the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips
While the guillotine laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
And paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of the contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well
They were defected and excommunicated
And all pulses were subverted
They made sure the obituaries
Showed pictures of smoke stacks
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
A vivid dissection that mocked
The strut of vivisection
A semi-automatic colony
And a silencing that still walks the streets
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
In the company of wolves
Was a stretcher made of
Cobblestone curfews
The federales perform
Their custodial customs well
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well
Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes lay vaguely on the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
And the paramedics had fallen into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of the contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Callous heels
Numbed in travel
Endless maps made
By their scalpels
That had knocked the pins down
These shoes gripped the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips
While the guillotine laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
And paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of the contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well
They were defected and excommunicated
And all pulses were subverted
They made sure the obituaries
Showed pictures of smoke stacks
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
A vivid dissection that mocked
The strut of vivisection
A semi-automatic colony
And a silencing that still walks the streets
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
In the company of wolves
Was a stretcher made of
Cobblestone curfews
The federales perform
Their custodial customs well
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well
Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes lay vaguely on the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
And the paramedics had fallen into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of the contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Callous heels
Numbed in travel
Endless maps made
By their scalpels