Grace abounds here
Gently rest now
All of this too shall pass
Old souls and the young at heart
Cast not your stones, his lot is enough
Grace abounds here
Speak to see
One day when all fades to black
Then will the lot be cast
Death can't be cheated, oh yes
Death can't be cheated, oh no
I like the smell of fear emitting flesh
Death can't be cheated, oh no
Joy we do covet, oh Hell hath spoke
Craving and covetous souls I own
Follow the fallen to their doom
Each breath we rob we behold
A noose for one
His soul was lost to us
Drink from the bitter cup
All for a sack of silver
Crawl on your belly and beg
Left there to rot in the sand
Hung by the neck until dead
Is it too late to amend?
A noose for one
His soul was lost to us
Drink from the bitter cup
All for a sack of silver
Brotherly embrace
Unrighteous kiss bestowed
Spat in the face of love
Was this the worst of all our sins
Favored and blessed
All of us are to blame
All have betrayed love
All for a sack of silver
Oh, Mercy, God