| Mexican Black Tar Reality Probe I asked the Lord to save my soul I said come and fill this empty hole I said please come into my life Jesus Christ but for me there was no sacrifice I asked the Lord to accept me I asked in prayer and he rejected me I beg you Lord save me from this hell Please come and fill this empty shell He's washed his hands for me there's no place He won't talk to me or look at my face I beg you Lord save me from my sins If not I guess here's where Hell begins I'd love you Lord to enter my soul Take my heart which the Devil stole I asked the Lord to accept me I asked in prayer and he rejected me I could love you if you'd answer my call I'm listening I hear nothing at all He's washed his hands for me there's no place He won't talk to me or look at my face He's washed his hands for me there's no place He won't talk to me or look at my face MtM 1989 |