Roadside

O holy ghost I've been lying here for days
Won't you save me from this wreckage?
Won't you take me away?

O holy ghost there's so much blood on the ground
People keep on walking by
It seems there's no hope to be found

O holy ghost, who could save a wretch like me?
Weak flesh is an easy mark
For the likes of murderers and thieves

God, rain retribution upon these men
They have no good in their hearts

The devil has them now
Let justice be done
Blow for blow, and eye for an eye
Is this what we've become?



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Peters
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