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Wade in the water, children. God is gonna trouble that water. The sea is blood, the moon is bone. I walk this highway all alone. No coat, no food, no automobile. Jesus alone knows how I feel. See that town all bathed in dust? Nobody in this world I trust. Holes worn through my Sunday shoes. I got them low-down Judas blues. The air is hot, the waters cold, what lurks beneath is ages old. See that man who holds the key? He that chained that Beast now sets it free. The pews are empty, folks moved on. Despair has gripped me by the bones. I lay down on those tracks to die. That train, it's a-coming by and by. God is gonna trouble that water.

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from Psalms for the Spiritually Dead - Remastered, released December 9, 2014
Lonesome Wyatt (Those Poor Bastards and solo artist) sings vocals on every other line. Dad Horse Ottn (Dad Horse Experience) plays banjo and sings in the backing choir.

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Sons of Perdition Glasgow, UK

Sons of Perdition make weird, dark music. Their seventh release, Heathen Hof, is available May 1, 2022.

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