Born to die, world's a fuck
Hundred million dead cops
Fuck the world, kill 'em all
Homie, we don't give no fucks
Born to die, world's a fuck
Hundred million dead cops
Fuck the world, kill 'em all
We don't ever fuck with opps

1989
Haunted Mound, only see us in the night
Graveyard lullaby
Trash Man gonna come and skin your hide
Red Room valentine
Crimson dripping down, pouring wine
Swan song, cupid wings in the sky
Luna Ghost with a match blowing fire
Spaulding stick with my fireflies
Pull up in the death wagon
Kill 'em all, this the ballad of the dead
Sematary rocking with Ghost Mountain
Fire walk with me, brothers 'til the end (Yeah)
When you see me in the night
Better make your way back down
Hundred million graves on top, Ghost Mountain