On The Stone That Remains Carved Next

Death To Me Means Nothing As Long As I Can Die Fast.

She Had Bullets In Her Eyes And They Fired.

Everything That I'm Saying You Can Say It Just As Good

And I Hope That You Die And Your Death'll Come Soon I Will Follow Your Casket In The Pale Afternoon And I'll Watch While You're Lowered Down To Your Deathbed And I'll Stand O'er Your Grave 'til I'm Sure That You're Dead

Mama, Put My Guns In The Ground, I Can't Shoot Them Anymore. That Long Black Cloud Is Coming Down.