Old Church

Your shadow will hide.

Like that old church

Your soul has been burned

Your walls can’t unlearn

Like that old church

Your angels have sung

Your demons have won

Oh, Like that old church

Your choir rejoices

Though secrets, your choices

Like that old church

Your demons perch to listen

Find your weakest resistence

Yes, like that old church

Your body’s getting feeble

The structure and the steeple

Oh like that old church

You’re towering tall

Unexpecting to fall

Like that old church

He is still inside

He’ll make your shadow hide

Like that old church

The stench in the air

Your spiritual warfare

Like that old church

Your hollow prayers

And your naysayers

Like that old church

Your color’s been stripped

Your mind ill-equipped

Like that old church

Your time for revival

Your chance at survival

That old church

Your old pass away

Your new come to stay

Oh, you old church

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