Down in the river
Where the sinners come clean
The waters turning red
From all the blood we bleed

Claim the fight is justified
By the crimes of enemies
But it's our mothers and our brothers
And our sisters on the knees

Oh, oh
Down in the river
Where the sinners come clean
The waters turning red
From all the blood we bleed

Claim the fight is justified
By the crimes of enemies
But it's our mothers and our brothers
And our sisters on the knees

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Help us, help us, kingdom come
Bitter hands, pick up their guns
Crooked hearts, forgot tô love
Help us, help us, kingdom come

Deny thy brother, deny thy friend
Selfish hearts love tô pretend
We deserve what we're given
So take what you can get
Blame the naive fool
Who hasn't leanerd that yet

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Help us, help us, kingdom come
Bitter hands, pick up their guns
Crooked hearts, forgot tô love
Help us, help us, kingdom come

Oh, kingdom come, oh

Gently, gently, kingdom come
Dawn uncovers what we've done
Killed our daughters and our sons
Gently, gently, kingdom come

Gently, gently, oh

Help us, help us, kingdom come
Oh bitter hands, pick up their guns
Killed our daughters and our sons
Help us, help us, kingdom come

Oh, bitter hands, pick up their guns
Killed our daughters and our sons
Help us, help us, kingdom come
Help us, help us, kingdom come

Help us, help us, kingdom come