[Lyric] O Lord (Derek Pitts)

Saw the colour taking shape
The ocean start to sway
Heaven start to fall
Earth began to shake

And she's all alone
A babe on her hip
A shotgun by her side
And thunder on her lips


O lord don't you
O lord won't you
Rid me of all the ancient ghosts I keep
So deep inside me

O lord won't you
O lord don't you see


She take it on the chin
A fire brews within
With nothing left to hold
No crawling on her skin
No melody to scream
No paradise to dream
A couple thousand years to break
Lightning on her fingertips


O lord don't you
O lord won't you
Rid me of all the ancient ghosts I keep
So deep inside me

O lord won't you
O lord don't you see


Thеy talk of burden in their sleep
Indoctrination running deep
Bone and mortar in thеir frame
Long forgotten empathy

Watch them forfeit all control
Beg forgiveness for their soul
Climb the tower for their bread
Let the sinner take the fall

O lord don't you
O lord won't you
Rid me of all the ancient ghosts I keep
So deep inside me

O lord won't you
O lord don't you see