Coffins and Crosses

In the church yard on the top of the hill is where I fall to bended knees
 God must listen to my grievous chant for it is here will make my peace
 I tried to do good and hear what he said but right now all is wrought
 For when I do my deeds and at the end of the day, I feel all is for naught
 Coffins and Crosses
 Like wins and losses
 Misconstrued by naïve man
 I have done things friends and kin that would make a billy goat puke
 Dark of night in the light of the day is where I will prefer to spook
 Coffins and Crosses
 Like wins and losses
 There is no meaning in life
 For I am not an ordinary man one that sways and bends and breaks
 I do what I want I fuck what I can and what I can't earn I will take
 The path before me is not what I want but it is up to the tolling bell
 For God your creator must surely know me and I condemned to hell
 Coffins and Crosses
 Like wins and losses
 All rot in the fallow ground again