Jesus I don't want to die Alone Jesus Oh Jesus I don't want to die Alone My love wasn't true Now all I have is you Jesus Oh Jesus I don't want to
Jesus I don't want to die Alone Jesus Oh jesus I don't want to die Alone My love wasn't true Now all I have is you Jesus Oh jesus I don't want to die
Lead you to the temple door the path is dark Fill ya mind with gold I never sold I have the spark I make music for spiritual reasons Inhale with the
While the black smoke of the stakes Inquisition was spreading his fetid Pall over the Spain The terrible and ancient Papal Inquisition Continuing his
I take a spiritual drive Down by the coast of her eyes I keep seeing cowboys ride by Indian style She's twisted fumbling by She scratches paint of my
I looked back and forth through the window of 15th century Spain, through the hues of Judaism, Islam and Christianity, and was drawn into a fascinating
: While the black smoke of the stakes Inquisition was spreading his fetid Pall over the Spain The terrible and ancient Papal Inquisition Continuing his
