Bible Of The Devil Anytime
A brute soul wanders through this land
Just long enough to become a man
And chase them blues away
Always one out to Judas another
You never just turn on a brother
It's a writ bearing too much sway
A cross to bear that you cannot weigh
Anytime (at all)
Up the creek with no turnaround
You always said you're nobody's clown
And it abides, I pray
You aren't long for this world and you know it
A mortal flash in your smile when you show it
That could chase our blues away
Damn your soul this day