Allison Moorer - The Duel lyrics

In this cemetery mist Stands a newborn atheist Even if you do exist You're far from almighty Flesh and blood's a sissy fist d**h's a gold glove pugilist And everyday it's hit or miss That's what I believe I stared at my polished shoes In front of your wooden pews Prayed and prayed don't let me lose What my heart adores Are miracles old-fashioned news No healing hands were ever used Faithfulness was my excuse Tell me what was yours I don't know how many rounds Are left in me 'til I stay down And there's no telling where I'm bound But one thing I'm sure of The king of kings has lost his crown It's buried here in marble town In the god forsaken ground With my only love