Tomb 19 was sacred 1000 years or more. The Mayan king was restless a curse upon the door. His shrouds of royal fabric his journey to be made. To offer spirits good and evil 14 beads of sale.
Well I been drinkin' again. And I know it's a sin. But I just can't refuse an old friend. Cause life is gettin' me down. And I been two times around. And there ain't nothing but pain around the bend.
Gather round the preacherman gather round here. If you're waiting for the word that'll make it all clear. When you look in the sky you can see what he sees.
Dark and silent brooding, stillness falls. Sounds caress the waiting empty halls. Pilgrims flock from miles around. Seekers in the night abound. All have come to feel the sound of joy.
I've got books that say the good man's golden. And more that say the bad will fall,. So many men have drowned in evil, and left Lucifer standing tall.