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THERES NO GOD WHERE I AM
from father
to the son
to the holy ghost
you’ll see
in a southern church
where she sings
these words of praise
to the lord
and her hate is as strong as her love
and that hate
is as strong as her love
and she loves.
I see them horses running
coming down that
hill
I see them crosses burning
all across
the southern night
bodies hanging
from a tree
swinging
bodies swinging
swinging
I see them horses burning
coming down that
hill
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