Lyrics
No hymns, no grace, no holy tone… No cross ever called me home.
I walked through fire, I walked through ash, Watched the saints turn their prayers to cash. I raised my head where the sinners roam, But no cross ever called me home.
No cross ever called me home, I ride the dark, I ride alone. The ground don’t speak, the sky don’t moan, No cross ever called me home.
The preacher said the gates would shine, But I saw blood where they drew the line. I found no mercy, just desert stone, No cross ever called me home.
No cross ever called me home, No prayer breaks my flesh and bone. The light don’t burn, the night’s my throne, No cross ever called me home.
I don’t kneel, I don’t bow, The Lord don’t hear me anyhow. My church is fire, my hymn’s a gun, My faith’s the road where I still run.
No cross ever called me home, No savior rode, I stand alone. My grave’s the dust, my blood’s the stone, No cross ever called me home.
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Dark Americana outlaw hymn of defiance. Built on heavy stomping perc
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