Cinder Alley

Lovely, lovely, Carol Sue
I see the heel of the father
Crushed the head of the serpent for you

And that beast who found his way up to your room
You know the one,
The one who's colors are never true
Yeah you do

Yet all the while 'neath his banner you did stand
'Neath the shadow of his wing
Do you remember

Sorrow stands near and close at hand
Sorrow stands and in sorrow's hand
The burning ember

Here come the sinner
Pot call the kettle black
The dark can only hinder it
It will not hold you back, no, no
Nor tear you asunder

And the good shepherd
Lo he left all the others
And went to look for you

Yes and he did find thee
And with bruised hands
He did unbind thee
Brought you out
Into the light of day

Here come the sinner
Pot call the kettle black
The dark can only hinder it
It will not hold you back, no, no
Nor tear you asunder

Oh, come and stand with me mama
As we wait for the master's voice
And head that way together

Here come the sinner, yeah
Pot call the kettle black
The dark can only hinder it
It will not hold you back, no, no, no
Nor tear you asunder