Sabbath Were A Hippy Band.

Life's Not All About Money.

Children Of The Future, Watching Empires Fall. Madness The Cup They Drink From, Self Destruction The Toll.

Just Take Our Name Off The List. . . . The Nomination Is Meaningless, Because It's Not Voted On By The Fans . . . .

Evil Thoughts And Evil Doing, Cold, Alone, You Hang In Ruins.

People Want It To Be Red, Like Blood. It's Kind Of Funny. When I Used To Throw Meat Into The Audience, I'd Get Letters From Kids' Mothers Saying, "what's The Best Way To Get Blood Stains Out Of My Son's Shirt?"