Michael was eleven Thought that it was part of the job The alter needed tending And heavy is the weight of the cross
Years removed but he never forgot A blood red moon and a single shot Michael skipped town on the run from the cops For killing a man of the cloth
Father got a few words Scrambling to settle his debts Doesn't really matter Once the devil knows he's dead
The weak have been spurned but they never forgot No cheek turned, no innocence lost His hand won't shake, the gun was cocked Consider it the wrath of your god
(Michael was eleven)
Michael's Smith & Wesson Only brought him closer to god On the road to heaven Everybody carries a cross
The weak have been spurned but they never forgot No cheek turned, no innocence lost His hand won't shake, the gun was cocked Consider it the wrath of your God Consider it the wrath of your God 1,2,3,4Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
