Skeleton Horse - El Creepo

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