You pray for death and I’m the answer

My smoke won’t let you die from cancer

Show respect and be shown the same

Stay true to yourself, stay true to the game


Torn in half!  By the Blast!



Fools die, the wise men follow the sun

The loyal prosper, traitors swallow the gun

It is what it is and we are who we are

You’re corpse could be found in the trunk of a car


Live for something, die for nothing

That’s the way of the gun

When you’re all filled with lead

It’s all been said it’s all been done


Another day it’s all the same

All these hearts are filled with rage

Anger, hate it’s all the same

When the lupara stares right in your face


Torn in half!  By the Blast!