| Jones |
|---|
| Barren wasteland, caught inside a triangle of hard luck. |
| Do as the master, not requests but demands. |
| Master leader murderous. |
| Brother Jones and a breathless witness. |
| Duct tape muffled cries, desert sun enters eyes. |
| Do as the master, not requests but demands. |
| Master leader, brother Jones and a breathless witness. |
| No rest. |
| No regeneration. |
| No fucking witness. |
