If this shanty is the Promised land,
Take me now I've got nothing to live for
Dying in this desert we've made
Could never make up for what was lost
Our time well spent will one day hang on these gallows
The life we lived will one day be displayed for all to see
But if these shadows are a prologue to brighter days,
We should pick up where we left off and defy the grave
Lift my head up off the ground
When my redemption draweth nigh
I'll pray for restoration,
Because the locust is a thief,
And The Law is on my side