Gung-ho - Beggars Bluff lyrics

Is this the graveyard which imitates an angry city, An opportunity to spread disease along its maze, This crooked town has run its course,Peroxide rivers talk, Drains drink the pavement dry, I lost my name to a beggar in a cattle market speech, Got my pockets picked in hell, Drank from the dust bowl, Burned the candle at both ends, And you know that if I fall dead then I'm not coming home, Pregnant with war the doomsday whistle blows its warning, There's no protection from the noise digest the toxic vomit, X-ray the skies go bleach my bones strobe light intercourse Breeds like violent undertones