The Crooked Road

The sun aint gonna rise again
We are staring into oblivion
Dances come dances go
Dhe devil he likes to run the show
Show me time to get it right
Angels and demons wanna play and fight

Preachers come and preachers go
Lets follow them down that crooked road

Preachers come and preachers go
Lets follow them down that crooked road

The orphans from the parish sit by the bay
Sycophant priests want to roll them in the hay
Nuns in their habits drink away the shame
Alcoholic bliss rolls away the pain

Preachers come and preachers go
Lets follow them down that crooked road
Preachers come and preachers go
Lets follow them down that crooked road

The pied piper sings his tune
People like rats dance to their doom
On distant shores a relic cries
As blood seeps from his shattered eyes
Armies march across the land
Never arriving at the promised land

Preachers come and preachers go
Lets follow them down that crooked road
Preachers come and preachers go
Lets follow them down that crooked road



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Elsworth
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