Sermon In A Desert Graveyard

The moon hangs low like a judgment's eye
Where the light fades and secrets lie
An outlaw kneels, his hands stained red
No Bible here, just whispers of the dead

Coyote's howl cuts the midnight air
A warning cry, but he don't care
Tombstones lean, etched by the wind
The sins he carried, they're closing in

No priest, no prayers, no saving grace
The Devil grins in this barren place
Bones in the sand, they rattle and moan
A sermon preached where the lost die alone

No stars tonight, just the echo of pain
The ground is silent, beneath the sky's reign
Memories linger, like ghosts in a dance
A past they share, a fleeting chance

No priest, no prayers, no saving grace
The Devil grins in this barren place
Bones in the sand, they rattle and moan
A sermon preached where the lost die alone

The Devil laughs, his voice a roar
"Repent now, boy, but there's no door."
The outlaw shouts, "I'll take what's mine,"
His shadow fades into the cursed skyline

No priest, no prayers, no saving grace
The Devil grins in this barren place
Bones in the sand, they rattle and moan
A sermon preached where the lost die alone