"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