Desolate Lyrics

Starkweather Desolate

(R. Resmini)

I writhe serpentine Slither into your mind's farthest reach A little

Corner of Hell Endhouse, backyard served as an execution chamber Pets

Drown in their cages Across the street backyards dropped into an

Alleyway There, compost twists the guts into knots Feel the roll

Expect the coil to anchor me to the spot