Alba s touto skladbou:
Epitome Of Torture,
I HEARD THE BULLET PIERCE HIM THROUGH
UPON THE ENDLESS WIDE RANGE
GUN-SMOKE LIKE A WINDING SHEET
I KNOW THAT HE COULD NOT ESCAPE
HUNTING DOWN THE SCAMPERED RATS
AND THROUGH THE SCREAMS SOME HORSEMEN DASHED
CROSSING DOWN THE HALLOWED FIELDS
AND FROM THE HEIGHTS THE THUNDER PEALED
A BLINDING MUZZLE FLASH
CONFLAGRATION BLAST
DANCING WITH THE WISE MAN`S DEATH
SCATTERED BONES AND TATTERED FLESH
THE RHYTHM OF THE WAR DRUMS HUSHED
INTO THE ENDLESS DESERT`S TIDE
A BLINDING MUZZLE FLASH
CONFLAGRATION BLAST
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
ONE MAN`S GUN
IS ANOTHER MAN`S SORROW
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
ANGRY SHARPS FROM FAR BEYOND
NO QUARTER WHEN THE BULLET STARTS
IN BLINDING FLAME AND STRANGLING SMOKE
MY EARS ARE STRAINED TO CATCH THE SOUND
A VOICE THAT RANG FROM A REDSKIN THROAT
A BLINDING MUZZLE FLASH
CONFLAGRATION BLAST
UNVEILED THE GLOOMINESS
I HAVE TO CLEAN IT UP
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
ONE MAN`S GUN
IS ANOTHER MAN`S SORROW
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
ANGRY SHARPS FROM FAR BEYOND
I FORGED THE LAW FOR THOSE WHO DIED
AMONG THE DESERT FRONTIER LINES
FADING LIFE LIKE DYING EMBERS
AND TURN THE ENEMY TO STONE
KILL...
SHOOT TODAY...KILL
KILL TOMORROW...KILL
SHOOT TODAY...KILL
KILL TOMORROW
I HEARD THE BULLET PIERCE HIM THROUGH
UPON THE ENDLESS WIDE RANGE
GUN-SMOKE LIKE A WINDING SHEET
I KNOW THAT HE COULD NOT ESCAPE
HUNTING DOWN THE SCAMPERED RATS
AND THROUGH THE SCREAMS SOME HORSEMEN DASHED
CROSSING DOWN THE HALLOWED FIELDS
AND FROM THE HEIGHTS THE THUNDER PEALED
A BLINDING MUZZLE FLASH
AND IN THE GRAY OF DAWN
THERE WAS NOTHING LEFT
45/70 CLEANED IT UP
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
ONE MAN`S GUN
IS ANOTHER MAN`S SORROW
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
ANGRY SHARPS FROM FAR BEYOND
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
SHOOT TODAY
KILL TOMORROW
