Willard Grant Conspiracy - Let It Roll lyrics

Between a rusty old cage And a crown made of old There's a paper mache Cross painted gold Up on the hill Wild flowers still bloom Red poppies like tears Beneath a cold dead moon Let it roll There's one for the taking Down by the riverside She'll never be thinking It was her lover's pride There's one for the rolling Down off of the ledge Into the briars To sleep with the dead Let it roll Hung up in sunrise With a crown made of thorns The windows are mirrored Like the eyes of the lord Between the high water And a black-tooth nail One night of whiskey Is worth a lifetime in hell Let it roll Nothing for nothing Your God's a pretender There's no room in Heaven Now or hereafter There's nothing to dying Except a ropes soft whisper I did what I did And I'll do it again We weep and we moan We weep and we moan Give me a stack of your best bibles I'll raise my right hand and Let it roll