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Everything begins
And everything must end
At the farmhouse
The farmhouse

A window rattling storm
A grave dug in the lawn
At the farmhouse

In the park, abomination
Gnashing teeth, abomination
Gasping mouths, abomination
Broken knees, abomination

Abomination
Abomination
Abomination

She lost her way, among the pines
They havent found her to this day
The sheriff says, they have no leads
I wake up sweating every night
I heard her scream, I heard her beg
But I didnt get up from my bed
What would they think, if they knew
I was a coward like they said

Here I am standing at the crossroads on the path between darkness and light. They keep telling me I must choose between what is wrong and is right.
Oh, between good and evil I’ll never choose. If either side wins, I know I’ll lose. So I’ll stand at the crossroads for life.
And all of them just want to use me, use my name to endorse their beliefs. But I won’t be nobody’s puppet. No matter who’s pulling the strings.
Oh, between good and evil I’ll never choose. If either side wins, I know I’ll lose. So I’ll stand at the crossroads for life.
Back off Angels, back off Devils. I want to stand on my own.
And no I won’t join your army. Not for Satan, not for Jesus Christ. Though I dwell within endless darkness, somewhere I know there’s a light.
Oh, between good and evil I’ll never choose. If either side wins, I know I’ll lose. So I’ll stand at the crossroads for life.
Back off Angels, back off Devils. I’m gonna to stand on my own.

Follow me dear into the night
Wouldn’t you like to be alone?
Follow me dear into the dark
I’d sure like to beat your heart

‘Til it’s black and blue
‘Til it’s black and blue

Hail!
Hail!
Hail!

I don't fear Satan
and I don't fear God
six feet of cold black dirt, man,
that's all I want

I woke to hear you calling
Black lightning
Oh Momma you'd best quit talking
Black lightning
You say it's gonna take me?
You say it's gonna take me right?
You say it's gonna take me
But Momma I feel like I'm already gone

Darlin', darlin', darlin'
I got blood on my hands
I hope it ain't from you
I hope it ain't from you

Vultures circle around
every place that I go
I beat'em off with a stick

I was born to preach the gospel
I was born to preach the gospel
I was born to preach the gospel
And I sure do love my job

I ain’t never been to no college
And I didn’t get a chance in school
But when Jesus Christ anointed me to preach the gospel

Just like toxic waste, man, it spews from their mouths. The lies that they want us to believe. And if you disagree, well they’ll throw you to the wolves. That’s the Chemical, the Chemical, the Chemical Church.
They keep their houses swept, and their suits all pressed and clean. Their thoughts and their actions all the same. But deep within their bones, I smell their soul’s decay. That’s the Chemical, the Chemical, the Chemical Church. It has poisoned us all.
“If you are not white, then you are not a man.” That’s what I heard a preacher say. “And if you sodomize, then you deserve to die.” More bullshit from the Chemical, the Chemical, the Chemical Church.
So if you’ve got some gasoline, then give it to the cause. Nothing else can cleance like fire. We’ll burn these corporate churches, and the Lord above will smile. At the death of the Chemical, the Chemical, the Chemical Church. it has poisoned us all. It has poisoned us all.

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

Flood water's rising fast (oh lord!)
Dead bodys floatin past (?)
Tornados swoopin down (right down!)
Out of Satan's jewel crown (oh lord!)
I had a date tonight (yessir!)
With a gal from out of state (oh lord...dunno if all these are 'oh lord')

My church it was condemned
My faith it was destroyed
The forest full of nameless things
My only place to hide

Walking through the woods
Lost, alone and lost
A devil riding on my back

Well come on Jacob
Come on John
I’ve got something I wanna show you
In the big black barn
But don’t tell Lucy
Don’t tell Ann
I’m afraid they might go snooping
‘Round the big black barn

That girl was evil
That girl was mean
She took my bones
And picked ‘em clean

Doggone she’s gone
Doggone she’s gone
It sure was nice

You and me friend, we sure get along we got the same feelings yeah, we got the same thoughts I remember last August, you wrote me that letter At first I felt sick, but then I got better

And I slept for forty days, and forty nights in the rain when I finally awoke, I didn't feel quite the same

The wind was blowing, a frost was coming And then poor Matt Judd, he drown in the river And then my own Grandpa, he withered from cancer There's so many ways to lose your life That you gotta be careful where your walkin' at night

And I slept for forty days and forty nights in the rain when I finally awoke I didn't feel quite the same

Everything is temporary
Nothing here will last
Breathe the dust around you
It's the future it's the past

Nothing that you do
WIll be remembered or remarked
You're just a loathsome stranger

I’ve got evil on my mind
Got evil on my mind
Got evil on my mind
I’ve got evil on my mind
Evil on my mind
Evil on my mind

Yes

The loneliest time of the night it is here
And I wait for your scratch on the door
It’s true you are gone you’re not coming back
And I cannot accept that no more

I know I am awful I know I deserve this
I wish I was not what I am
Evil selfish fool

Lying in a ditch
With a knife in my hand
I'm-a gonna find me a gal

I don't feel human
But I guess I am
So I'm-a gonna find me a gal

Everytime I sing, I sing for the Lord
Glory Glory Glory Amen

The Holy Ghost keeps this cold heart warm
Glory Glory Glory Amen

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah worthless fuckers hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah worthless fuckers hallelujah

If you wanna see a man with a lot of bad luck
Honey, just look over at me
And if you wanna see a man who the good lord damned
Look at my face, you'll see
God damned
God damned
God damned me
God damned

Guided by something
I cannot describe
Foggy dark presence
Been choking my mind

The strings hanging down
From heaven above
Poking like pitchforks

There's a feeling that I have
When I wake up Sunday morning
My body feels sick
And my soul sure does feel sorry
It's guilt
It's called guilt

When I close my eyes

Have I been faithful?
Yes Lord!
Have I been sober?
Yes Lord!
Have I shunned evil?
Yes Lord!
Then hog-tied the Devil?
Yes Lord!

I don't wanna burn
I dont wanna drown
I don't wanna lay in no coffin the ground
O-ho Devil always following me

Walking in the woods
Standing in the street
Hiding in the eyes of every person that I meet

Sittin’ at home on a Saturday night
Never had I felt so all alone
Dreamin’ of a gal who doesn’t exist
Gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone
Wonderin’ how to cleanse myself
Of the darkness in my soul
Sittin’ at home on a Saturday night
Gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone

There is a curse
Upon my every waking breath
And I cannot escape the darkness
It feels like every step
Is gonna be my last
And I cannot escape the darkness\

Some have tried to lift me up

It was not the rats
It came from the air
All my tires are flat
I cannot go nowhere

Ah!
The plague
Ah!

I will bring you dead flowers
I will carry your Bible to Church
I will be everything I'm not
Come on over, my darling, tonight
I know I once was cruel
But all of that has changed
I am now everything that I'm not
Come on over, my darling, tonight

And I wake up in the city. All them cold dim lights shining down on me. The walls are concrete, I can’t kick through them. The windows dirt filled, I can’t see through them.
I walk with eyes closed through the hallway, stumble down the stairs to the basement. The sound of people, the sound of machines. I must escape them, get my poor soul clean.
Down in the basement I find a corner. It is cobwebbed, cracked and hollow. I take my hat off, I let my hair down. Then I back up to the opposite wall.
I start running, my head strikes corner. And the whole building, man, it starts to crumble. Twenty stories of city dwellings are now cracked rubble upon the sidewalk.
All that graffiti, all of them children. Forever safe now from becoming orphans. And me I’m safe too, I’m in a tunnel hidden down here beneath the city.
Now look there on the floor, an old white pony with a map tied to its ankle. The map has only one black arrow that says, “nowhere” in its center.
Ill at ease, Ill at ease.
Ain’t it grand? The tunnel leads to a forest So, so grand. Thousand year old trees. Yet this magnificence leaves me feeling impotent and insignificant.

Well I was raised by
Papa Misery
and Mama Guitar
I never had no
Place to call home
Except for the woods behind the pond

In the backwoods

If there's no truth comin' from your tongue
John Henry's gonna swoop down from the sun
he's gonna tell me everything you done
John Henry's gonna swoop down from the sun

Oh, John
oh, John
oh, John

Jesus a knockin’, a knockin’ on my door. He kept on a knockin’, He kept on a knockin’ for an hour maybe more. I said, “Well go away Lord, I can’t afford to pay Lord. I spent all my money on a cheatin’ gal.”
I said, “A woah, woah. A cold wind’s gonna blow.” I said, “A har, har. Judgement’s coming for us all. That’s all, that’s all.”
Jesus a callin’, a callin’ on my phone. He kept on a callin’, He kept on a callin’. I said “ Can’t you see that no one’s home?” I said, “Well go away Lord, I can’t afford to pay Lord. I spent all my money on a cheatin’ gal.”
I said, “A woah, woah. A cold wind’s gonna blow.” I said, “A har, har. Judgement’s coming for us all. That’s all, that’s all.”
Jesus whisperin’, He’s whisperin’ in my dreams. He kept on a whisperin’, He kept on whisperin’ until them whispers turned into screams. I said, “Well go away Lord, I can’t afford to pay Lord. I spent all my money on a cheatin’ gal.”
I said, “A woah, woah. A cold wind’s gonna blow.” I said, “A har, har. Judgement’s coming for us all. That’s all, that’s all.”
Judgement’s coming for us all. Judgement.

Up on the cross Jesus
Up on the cross Jesus
No one to cut him down Jesus

Most everyone is a coward
Clinging to their dead end lives
Trying to make themselves happy
Buying material things

One, two, three, four
Move on, move on, move on maggot
Move on, move on, move on maggot

Keep on walking, nothing here to see
Nothing here to see but me
My heart is hanging down
Heart is hanging down

Sticking my switchblade in the guts of a man
Feeling his blood flow all over my hand
Knowing his life it is mine to command
See the work of my beautiful knife

Twisting it slowly 'til I hear something crack
Watching the evil pour out of his back
The gift of the light this vessel did lack

Let us meet beside the field
That stretches across the nightmare world
There it rains the coolest rain
But there we´ll meet again, again

I know in my heart it´s hopeless
I know in my heart it´s hopeless

I don't want you coming around to see me
Go back into town, I want to think
I don't want to talk about tomorrow
I'm tired of your god-fearing sink
Rain is always leaking through the windows
No one's always knocking on the door
Never had a name, they called me \"trouble\"
And I don't want to live here anymore

Follow me down into the pit
There’s blood on my hands,
And tears on my lips
I did not believe what you claimed to be
But the murder of you,
It was the murder of me

Oh Lord, won’t you send down the pain?

All the folks who pass away
Before they get religion
End up in the phantom pool
Their spirits trapped and spinning

Phantom pool

Here you stop to take a drink

Now I've been askin' since the sun come up
What do you expect from me?
And I've been doin' just what everyone tells me
What do you expect from me?

And I'm tired of this, man
I gotta ruin my life on my own
I gotta ruin my life on my own

Where I go, I will lead
And everyone will follow me
Through the shit, through the snow
Anywhere I want to go
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah

You are all rotten fruit

I won’t be trampled ‘neath nobody’s footsteps
I won’t be ground in the dirt like your dog
I am devoted to all that is evil
I will betray everything I was taught

Let us be, let us be,
Let us be serpents
Among the beasts we’ll reign

I have been swallowed by sin
I have been swallowed by sin
Druggin and hatin and walkin with Satan
I have been swallowed by sin
You're all gonna burn in the fire
You're all gonna burn in the fire
All you Jezebels who have marooned my health
You're all gonna burn in the fire

there's a dust storm formin in the sky
blowin down the road bout 12 feet high
its tearin up my lungs it burns my eyes
take off your dress put on your face
take off your dress put on your face
i'm feelin wild

we'll spend the dough your savin in that jar

A drunkard lay on the bar room floor.
He drunk until he couldn't drink no more.
He went to sleep with a troubled brain
And dreamnt he was on a hellbound train
The train, it flew at an awful pace
The brimstone a-burning both hands and face
And worse and worse the road that grew
And faster and faster the engine flew

Some folks don't fit
With any crowd
Though they get lumped together
With those they hate
This is a story
Of a man like that
Obscure and violent and obscene
A man of God, a cannibal

I like old time country songs
More than women more than god
But I do not beleive that makes me evil
Ever time I go to town
I pay the whores I make the rounds
But I do not beleive that makes me evil
For the world has become a disease
You can do what you want if you please

Pull up a chair, crooked sinner
I see the blood stains coverin' your boots
and I see the scars coverin' your face
Do you feel the Lords hands slowly crushin' your throat?
Do you feel the Devils claws tearin' holes in your legs?
That's why you stumble when you walk
yeah, this is desperation

Who will cast the first stone?
Who will send me back home?
Sin is eating up my bones
I'm walkin with the Devil

This world is so evil
lord, lord, lord

Today I saw my funeral it was an awful sight
The grass was brown and dying and the sun was sick and bright
I felt my body lowered in the cold and frozen ground
Today I saw my funeral there was no one around

Today I saw my funeral it made me so ashamed
I realized the only thing my life had brought was pain
All I ever cared about or thought about was me

Wanted unwanted all I ever wanted
Was to be haunted by you

The pitchfork hanging in the shed
It does not shovel hay
The creaking doors into the barn
Are rotted with decay
The yoke is broke the cow is thin

All folks ever seem to care about is wealth, but wealth is dead. Blessed are the lame, the sick, the poor, lacking wealth, for wealth is dead.
Never met a rich man whose grave I didn’t want to piss on. never met a poor man whose grave I didn’t want to pray on. Wealth is dead, life’s for living.
Why would I ever want a job? Waste my life, wealth is death. When I’m old and readt for the grave, I want memories to recall.
Never met a rich man whose grave I didn’t want to piss on. never met a poor man whose grave I didn’t want to pray on. Wealth is dead, life’s for living.
La, la, la. Wealth is death.

Got nothin’ to say for myself
I’m just a poor bastard like everyone else
Sittin’ in the garage with gasoline
Huffin’ fumes with my
Friends off the street
Well this here cliff looks mighty steep
Bet I could find a home
Among the ragged rocks beneath

Job, I said Job

Have you heard about the man called Job, boys?
He had wealth and a farm and a family
Old Satan made a bet with the Lord on high
He said, "I could make Job curse your name."

But Job could not be swayed