| In the desert plains | |
| They ride | |
| Two faced killers on the battle line | |
| No defeat | |
| One kind deed | |
| And bullets to your brain | |
| Here they wanna go to sleep | |
| To wait the coming morrow | |
| Looking for a lucky strike | |
| Everlasting sorrow | |
| Hearts of granite, eyes of steel | |
| No faith appear to be within | |
| Following the promised land | |
| Unmerciless and grim | |
| Tombstone | |
| Republicans | |
| Against democrats | |
| The good, the bad, and the ugly | |
| Martial law | |
| Covered up | |
| Return good for evil | |
| The cowboy conspiracy | |
| Will find a wicked end | |
| Meeting on the battleground | |
| Under threat of death | |
| Inseminate with hatred | |
| Now the guns decide | |
| Who broke the law | |
| Surrender or fight | |
| Tombstone | |
| Blood on the ground | |
| Lead in the air | |
| The war has just begun | |
| O.K. Corral | |
| Side by side | |
| To kill the dirty bunch | |
| A brother murdered brutal | |
| Ambushing yellow rats | |
| Now they have to pay the price | |
| Selected for revenge | |
| Malicious and blind | |
| No use to hide no place to run | |
| Wendetta burns inside | |
| Until his work is done | |
| Tombstone |