I made my way toward Show Low, through a desert dry as bone
I grew sicker from my wounds as they festered in the burning sun
Consumed by pangs of hunger, I sought shelter in a cave
While the poison in my blood snaked its way into my fevered brain
Blood unto wine, wine turns to p***
Flesh unto bread, bread turns to ash
Gold unto lead, lead into stone
Skin decays to dust, the grave becomes a throne
Without a dime or a b*** of food, desperation turned to panic
So when a hunter found my den, he found a beast that had gone manic
I brained him with my rifle b***, then took my knife and slit
I dressed his body where it lay, then roasted it upon a spit
Blood unto wine, wine turns to p***
Flesh unto bread, bread turns to ash
Gold unto lead, lead into stone
Skin decays to dust, the grave becomes a throne
Blood unto wine, wine turns to p***
Flesh unto bread, bread turns to ash
Gold unto lead, lead into stone
Skin decays to dust, the grave becomes a throne
I grew sicker from my wounds as they festered in the burning sun
Consumed by pangs of hunger, I sought shelter in a cave
While the poison in my blood snaked its way into my fevered brain
Blood unto wine, wine turns to p***
Flesh unto bread, bread turns to ash
Gold unto lead, lead into stone
Skin decays to dust, the grave becomes a throne
Without a dime or a b*** of food, desperation turned to panic
So when a hunter found my den, he found a beast that had gone manic
I brained him with my rifle b***, then took my knife and slit
I dressed his body where it lay, then roasted it upon a spit
Blood unto wine, wine turns to p***
Flesh unto bread, bread turns to ash
Gold unto lead, lead into stone
Skin decays to dust, the grave becomes a throne
Blood unto wine, wine turns to p***
Flesh unto bread, bread turns to ash
Gold unto lead, lead into stone
Skin decays to dust, the grave becomes a throne