He taught me right from wrong
But to me your truth was fiction
The whispers I heard yesterday
Were like screams of conviction
Refrão
And all the things that I thought I loved
Just hurt me more and more
But I hear the good Lord callin
The ghost is knockin on my door
Yes I hear the good Lord callin
He s gettin harder to ignore
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As we wonder down our crooked roads
I see the lighthouse callin
It guides me on my merry way
And it keeps me from falling
(Chorus)
Take a look into your sacred book
And you will find my name
It s written in his Holy Blood
Cuz He suffered for my shame
(Chorus)