The Sabbath Year

Music & Lyrics by Joanne Howard & Scott Howard
All rights reserved/copyright 1992 (from Disarming Corruption)

The sun burns red over this town that time's forgotten
Before it dies, someone here will meet his own end
The stones have seen a thousand years and the faces stay the same
And the citizens will make damn sure that things will never change

On the sabbath year - who will be the lucky one?
As your destiny draws near - woman, man or child?
On the sabbath year - who will pay? Lottery
As we betray our fears - demons running wild

A shaking hand pulls the name from the black box
The reaper calls as your ship hits the rocks
The stones are thrown by maddened souls and the blood falls like rain
The lucky winner loses all and all will remain the same

On the sabbath year - who will be the lucky one?
As your destiny draws near - woman, man or child?
On the sabbath year - who will pay? Lottery
As we betray our fears - demons running wild

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