Good Lord, my faith is fading
It seems all Hell has come a-knocking at my door
I'm gonna sleep with one eye open
It seems clear, you don't come around here no more
Lord, I've played the hand you give me
Lord, I played until my gambling days were done
My enemies are gonna feel my heartache
Blazing down the barrel of my gun
Nails in the Churches
Nails in the dust
Nails in the coffins
In peace we may rust
One by one
One by one
Burning down the barrel of my gun
Now my heart is scarred and twisted
Like the roses on the graves
Buried, like each sorry fool
Standing in my way, I'm held in chains of darkness
There's only ashes in my bowl
I'll save a bullet for the devil
When he comes to take my soul
Nails in the Churches
Nails in the dust
Nails in the coffins
In peace we may rust
One by one
One by one
Burning down the barrel of my gun
Nails in the Churches
Nails in the dust
Nails in the coffins
In peace we may rust
One by one
One by one
Burning down the barrel of my gun
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