Текст песни Fingers Crossed - The Oklahoma Kid

I will raise and they fall
As I speak down
Down to their knees
None of em
None of em can ever escape

Neither yell nor scream needed for my needs
The word of god is what I speak

I raise and they fall, as I speak down
On their knees
None of em
None of em can ever escape

And everyone is after me cause they know
Jesus' secret...

Jesus' secret, is hidden in my soul
And even if there's humanity in me
My nature is absurd
Despise the fact that I'm looking for fathers stay
Under the flowers I prefer tulip the most
Prefer tulip the most
Prefer tulip the most
I prefer tulip the most

Best friend dreads the day more than his dead
More than his dead
Best friend dreads the day more than his dead
More than his dead
Old friend once ashamed
Never be the same
Never be the same

And it has been a long journey
It has gone back to my own
Roots

I have been given the past the final touch
And even the present got what it wants
And courage is being scared to death
And saddling up anyway
The rest has come to its end

Don't just assume
I am the saint of killers
Don't just assume
I am the saint of killers
Don't just assume
I am the saint of killers
Judged for one innocent head
But it hasn't been a big deal the hatred
Spared me from hell
Spit out by it, again I am unleashed
Back on earth am I, on hunt for the priest

And everyone is after me they know...
Jesus' secret, is hidden in my soul
Is hidden in my soul

I will raise and they fall, as I speak down
Down to their knees none of em, can't escape

From it's grave I was banned
The rest has come
To its end
To its end