Woke up from a nightmare
Dark clouds in my head
Ain't got me no woman
She ran off with my friend
Ain't got no money
Ain't got no hope
I would of tied me a noose this morning
But I used up all my rope
Tried to drown in the neighbors well
But the well was awful dry
Got luck all god damn bad
I can't even die
Took a trip to the other side
There ain't no comin' back
I built my house out of brimstone
Now I got the blues so dark their black
Heard the bell from the crooked steeple
Cut through the night
Felt a cold touch on my shoulder
And a chill down my spine
Then a whisper softly in my ear
Son you're gonna be just fine
You're always welcome at the church of bone
Where you can live the life divine
I said "Father if I pray to God can he take away my pain?"
He said "Yes we praise the Almighty, but he goes by another name"
"Well I don't care what you call him, as long as he sets me free"
He said "Good let's get to praying. And shortly you will see"
He said "Son, you know it's custom to offer up some blood
Show him that you truly need him
A token of your love. Let him see you'll follow blindly
Obey all his commands
Consecrate then magic circle; hold thy neighbors hand"
Oh Lord
He Lied
Have mercy on me
Be kind
Oh Lord
I know
The Devil has his hands on my soul