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