If i'm the preacher
You are the devil inside of me
The crooked vulture that twists and turns
My soul for all to see

The cross on the wall
Won't heal me no more
I'm lost in my mind

Its going to take a hard, hard rain
To wash your scent away.

I'm coming through
In waves
And i can't stop

I run away
And dont feel safe
Why must you hunt me

I can't escape
Just for the day
There, there you lay