Father Have Mercy

Provoked there by his evil He simply stood, he stood his ground Malicious thoughts, no worldly offers Could drop his knees down to the ground Whatever could have happened That made him such an evil soul So he began to pray Father have mercy on his soul Gazing out toward the land Imagined all the sins were nails He began to feel them strike First, at his feet, then hands so frail It was his greatest offering And he would do it all again For this one soul, and all lost souls He'd bear the nails until the end