Voodoo Dust

Saturday is a mile away
I still feel his burning flames
As i walk through death again
Saturday burns my skin with white
He marks it "6" with a silver knife
As i feel his breath again

I know he loves me
I know he must
My life for you
Voodoo dust

Drowning only feet from the shore
Sleeping an endless sleep
But violently awake, we wait
We walk the thousand yards he lays for us
We do his work his will is thus
Violently awake, we wait

We know he loves us
We know he must
We die for you
Voodoo dust