Forgive Us Lyrics & Chords By At The Foot Of The Cross

Little town that I was born in Early every Sunday morning We'd drive past those fields of corn That led us to Saint James Planted in those hard oak pews Your neighbors...read more

Forgive Us Forgive us I beg you mother earth, we treat you like a whore Exploiting all the goods from your womb And still we ask for more Infected like an apple full of worms ...read more