"Hey! Hey! He was fine, just we sell out.". . They come to feast on purist man. They come to feast on mortal tan. Filling their bodies with disease. Swollen still like killer bees.
Another winter has past and gone. All his desires still remained. Having God on the run. Another winter's on it's way. . They like to suck the dead to life.
Our lady of more (Repeat). . Our lady of more, this saddened whore. How I adore her, when she's on the floor. . Lonely love is blind to ashes. Lonely love is blind.
Down to the flower, down in the dirt. A girl named Bobbi, washes her hurt. Her momma kneels down, ?. ?. . Don't buy any longer. Dont buy any more. . Under the stone lies Daddy's head.
Appalachian woman. A blizzard tearing screw [unverified]. Of what she sees before her. She'll suffer once for you. . Appalachian woman. Shooting savages from her head.