The Preacher has come down off the roof and is waiting for his brother to arrive.
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Now tonight, I want you to turn with me.
Can you tell right from wrong?
We'll find out soon.
What took you so long, did I do something wrong?
Was it something I said?
Maybe it's better left for dead dirty boy.
I look to you, help me here,
Your world hangs on the edge of hell
broken by little boys and girls who've spoken out of turn.
What's that?! Oh. I see. Tell me:
How should we proceed?
Deep down is his heart wicked and cruel?
Should I bathe him or clean his wounds?
Is he here to hurt me or follow our lead?
I guess we'll find out soon.
La la da da da dum.
I look to you, help me here
Your world hangs on the edge of hell
Broken by little boys and girls who've spoken out of turn.
If only a promise of you, be with us until the end.
Please yes brother of mine or your head will roll in the pines.
