Cold Day In Hell

“Cold Day In Hell”



I wake with cold winter coming in
It brings me down
Makes me grim

Something needs to be done
Put in it’s place
Take hold
Annihilate a race

A twisted feel
A scratch to itch
Gun to the heart
Limp body in a ditch

No love inside
Just a balled-up pit
Columbian neck-tie
The throat is slit

Daylight leaves
Brings on the night
It’s my war
I won’t stop the fight

Pigs getting closer
There is no doubt
Gun to my head
It’s the only way out!



Jimbo 12-3-92
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