I Don’t Pray, I Don’t Kneel

No cross, no chain, no holy seal… I don’t pray, I don’t kneel.

I’ve walked through blood, I’ve walked through dust, Carried my sins, carried my rust. The church door closed, the preacher turned, But fire’s the only truth I’ve learned.

I don’t pray, I don’t kneel, My gospel’s made of smoke and steel. The night don’t heal, the dawn don’t feel, I don’t pray, I don’t kneel.

I’ve heard men beg with dying breath, Cry for mercy at the edge of death. But I don’t beg and I don’t plead, I live on danger, that’s my creed.

I don’t pray, I don’t kneel, The dirt’s my altar, grit’s my meal. The fire brands, the wound won’t seal, I don’t pray, I don’t kneel.

No crown above, no king below, Just a road of dust where the shadows go. If I bow at all, it’s to my gun, The only hymn I’ve ever sung.

I don’t pray, I don’t kneel, I walk in truth the dark can’t steal. Born to burn, born to feel, I don’t pray, I don’t kneel.

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