Nails - PikPok

Good Lord, my faith is fading

It seems all Hell has come a-knocking at my door

I’m gonna sleep with one eye open

It seems clear, you don’t come around here no more

Lord, I’ve played the hand you gave me

Lord, I played until my gambling days were done

My enemies are gonna feel my heartache

Blazing down the barrel of my gun

Nails in the Churches

Nails in the dust

Nails in the coffins

In peace we may rust

One by one

One by one

Burning down the barrel of my gun

Now my heart is scarred and twisted

Like the roses on the graves

Buried, like each sorry fool

Standing in my way

I’m held in chains of darkness

There’s only ashes in my bowl

I’ll save a bullet for the devil

When he comes to take my soul