I was thinking of my troubles
As people sometimes will
Everyone who had done my wrong
And those who would wrong me still
And in a fit of desperation
I found myself on my knees
Wishing pain and suffering
On all my enemies
As people sometimes will
Everyone who had done my wrong
And those who would wrong me still
And in a fit of desperation
I found myself on my knees
Wishing pain and suffering
On all my enemies
I prayed for loss of limb
And lingering disease
Of blight and devastation
And assorted miseries
But as I made my wishes
And as I cast my spells
I stopped myself and said a prayer
And said these words to myself
And lingering disease
Of blight and devastation
And assorted miseries
But as I made my wishes
And as I cast my spells
I stopped myself and said a prayer
And said these words to myself
There will come a day
There will come a day
When all of the evil
Will be washed away
The patient will be rewarded
And their tormentors will pay
There will come a day, lord
There will come a day
There will come a day
When all of the evil
Will be washed away
The patient will be rewarded
And their tormentors will pay
There will come a day, lord
There will come a day