Album: Masters of Chant, Chapter II
Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between -- good and bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying, taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit, oh, by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes, oh, and bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
2018.12.04