| Lynch mob, pigs in a motorcade | |
| Bearing down on you like birds of prey | |
| In for the kill, law of the gun | |
| Deer in the headlights on the run | |
| Keep pushing me over and over, over and over again | |
| Follow the beacon. our Lady Liberty stands for none | |
| It's a vicious world eating her own in the name of love | |
| Blood, blood, blood like rain | |
| Blood, blood, blood like rain | |
| Wolf pack circling ten to one | |
| Face to the ground, ash on the sun | |
| JFK rolling in his grave | |
| Rise of the swine, sign of the dove | |
| Money talks what you got, what's your worth? | |
| Can you buy another day of this hell on earth | |
| Another sorry motherfucker taken out | |
| One man up on the body count | |
| Can't keep a good man down | |
| Fuckin' cliché when luck runs out | |
| Head first bound like a slave | |
| Mouthful of dirt, food for the worms |
| Lynch mob, pigs in a motorcade | |
| Bearing down on you like birds of prey | |
| In for the kill, law of the gun | |
| Deer in the headlights on the run | |
| Keep pushing me over and over, over and over again | |
| Follow the beacon. our Lady Liberty stands for none | |
| It' s a vicious world eating her own in the name of love | |
| Blood, blood, blood like rain | |
| Blood, blood, blood like rain | |
| Wolf pack circling ten to one | |
| Face to the ground, ash on the sun | |
| JFK rolling in his grave | |
| Rise of the swine, sign of the dove | |
| Money talks what you got, what' s your worth? | |
| Can you buy another day of this hell on earth | |
| Another sorry motherfucker taken out | |
| One man up on the body count | |
| Can' t keep a good man down | |
| Fuckin' cliche when luck runs out | |
| Head first bound like a slave | |
| Mouthful of dirt, food for the worms |
| Lynch mob, pigs in a motorcade | |
| Bearing down on you like birds of prey | |
| In for the kill, law of the gun | |
| Deer in the headlights on the run | |
| Keep pushing me over and over, over and over again | |
| Follow the beacon. our Lady Liberty stands for none | |
| It' s a vicious world eating her own in the name of love | |
| Blood, blood, blood like rain | |
| Blood, blood, blood like rain | |
| Wolf pack circling ten to one | |
| Face to the ground, ash on the sun | |
| JFK rolling in his grave | |
| Rise of the swine, sign of the dove | |
| Money talks what you got, what' s your worth? | |
| Can you buy another day of this hell on earth | |
| Another sorry motherfucker taken out | |
| One man up on the body count | |
| Can' t keep a good man down | |
| Fuckin' cliché when luck runs out | |
| Head first bound like a slave | |
| Mouthful of dirt, food for the worms |