Busted Bones and Brains from the Savage Drive

1,2,3,4, You ain't getting out of Here Alive

Shakedown Mind, Strip Your Bones of their Flesh

Standing in the Shadow of the Doorway of Death

Sitting here in My Igloo of Blood, Rust, Sweat and Gin

I can't see where my Life Ends and Death Begins

Just let me be in my skin pricked crazy Catus Farm

Busting the Rock of Reason

Giving a Call to Psychedeathic Arms





Rusted Feelings Set Deep in my Hard Pulsing Brain

Violent Sonic Vibrations feel no Mortal Pain

You Can try to tear it Down

But it just Snaps back in Your Face

Watch me Fly as I leave this Bullet Spitting Place