Letras:Lex Zaleta. Small Traces Of Truth. Sandbag Sin.
The believers' last stand begins;
They're stacking Bible upon Bible,
Using that old reliable
As they try to sandbag sin.
The floodwaters are rising;
Evil overruns the banks.
It's too late for chastising;
The enemy's on our flanks.
Started as a gentle rain,
A deceptively soft shower.
Little by little, it gained
More prominence, more power.
That's when the last stand did begin;
Believers started stacking up Bibles,
Hoping that old reliable
Would help them to sandbag sin.
The floodwater's still rising;
Evil's flowing through the towns.
No hope on the horizon -
Earth cries and decency drowns.
Black water rises; wickedness wins.
You can't stack unopened Bibles -
Unread Bibles are not reliable -
When you're trying to sandbag sin.
Those unread Bibles are not reliable
When you're trying to sandbag sin.
They're stacking Bible upon Bible,
Using that old reliable
As they try to sandbag sin.
The floodwaters are rising;
Evil overruns the banks.
It's too late for chastising;
The enemy's on our flanks.
Started as a gentle rain,
A deceptively soft shower.
Little by little, it gained
More prominence, more power.
That's when the last stand did begin;
Believers started stacking up Bibles,
Hoping that old reliable
Would help them to sandbag sin.
The floodwater's still rising;
Evil's flowing through the towns.
No hope on the horizon -
Earth cries and decency drowns.
Black water rises; wickedness wins.
You can't stack unopened Bibles -
Unread Bibles are not reliable -
When you're trying to sandbag sin.
Those unread Bibles are not reliable
When you're trying to sandbag sin.
Small Traces Of Truth
Lex Zaleta
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