On the horizon of desert sand
Surrounded by devout naked land
We drove out early before the dawn
Waited silent for things to come
And what followed looked like the sun
Was a prayer for the gun
Before the earth moved there was the sound
Dark billows rose over holy ground
I was tempted to look right in
Where He could withstand I pledged to sin
And what followed looked like the sun
Was praying for a gun
As the spirit sent him out to do what he has done shouting kingdom come!
I fell down upon my knees to meet my maker with a plea to make it all undone
And what followed looked like the sun
Was praying for a gun

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