Gospel Of

By the power, the might and the glory
And the calm of this Templeton Rye
The side of me that’s riddled with wrought and worry
Is the side that’s gonna die tonight
Yea tonight, there will be a reckoning
In a moment of foreboding awareness,
Felt a presence, and his name was Despair
And Despair started conjuring Mockery
They were laughing, saying “Fight if you dare”
Do you dare, or hide your face behind those hands?
Late was the hour, low was the sound
Dark was the night and cold was the ground

Soil and mud
Boil my blood
A wild embrace
Sin and grace
The gospel of
My constant love
Fill my soul, God bless rocknroll

In the deep it was still, it was silent
I collapse with a shiver and shake
It’s my panic knock knockin’ on the door to my heart
He is smiling saying, “Let us begin”
We begin, I begin though I’m numb I understand
That what is passing through me
Is a current through the wire
And I need a taste of danger
To remember I’m alive

I’m alive, thank god I’m alive
This will be your last command
Late was the hour, low was the sound
Dark was the night, and cold was the ground
Soil and mud
Boil my blood
A wild embrace
Sin and grace
The gospel of
My constant love
Fill my soul, God bless rocknroll