"When I get outta here, you're dead!"



Life is never fair

To one who makes mistakes

Unrelenting wrath

upon all in his path



blinded by his praise

Form of hidden craze

On a drunken frenzy

To harm the ones he loved



Betraying his own kind

The madness fills his mind

No one left to stop him

The innocent have died



Because of Joe



Low-life form of murder

Killing to hide his pain

Still free upon the earth

A father now insane

Amputation victim

Betrayed by his past

These are unfinal acts

committed by Joe Black



Joe



Low life form of murder

Killing to hide his pain

Still free upon the earth

A father now insane

Scarred with inner hatred

One leg to kick your ass

These are unfinal acts

Committed by Joe Black