Preacher BookAdam WarRock

[Verse 1: Adam WarRock]
Once we breached the atmosphere and felt the coldness of space
We realized how small we were and felt the tears on our face
We wrote the books that tried to comfort all those beings of faith
Not finding Heaven or something similar in its place
A single man could walk the earth and make his own mistakes
He fights and robs, he kills and steals, reconnaissance for days
He double-crosses his heart and tries to throw it away
He's left without a name, and so he takes the first that came
He's found God now, people think it's odd how
A man with such a past could be the shepherd to a flock now
He watches souls pass, they drift beyond his view
And now he's talking through me just as I'm talking to you

[Hook]
Preacher Book was a friend of mine
Though we never really seemed to see eye to eye
And it makes me wonder why good men have to die
Like God's got a plan, I don't really have the time

Preacher Book was a friend of mine
Though we never really seemed to see eye to eye
And it makes me wonder why good men have to die
As if God's got a plan, I don't think I understand why

[Verse 2]
And I remember all those conversations, late nights
Mess halls, cheap wine, insults and fake fights
We laughed at how we couldn't see the other's side
And he asked me how I knew that my soul wasn't alive
He said that God, we couldn't understand or fathom
He revealed himself less through peoples' words
And more through peoples' unseen actions
He asked me to consider how we got to sit together
Through the twists of fate, as if chance could make those twists happen
And through the battle, he would save my life so many times
And at night he took the crew's confessions when they cried
And still that vision's how he's frozen in my mind
I find I'm hoping that I see him on the other side

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[Verse 3]
So now we're still on the run, unmistaken
That the times are simply darker since our last mission on Haven
Where we found our fallen partner, felt the loss
So now I wear a wooden cross
Around my neck, though I'm far beyond a shepherd's savin'
I try to keep the vengeance out of my soul
I try to turn the other cheek just like the shepherd had told
I try to read the words of wisdom in the notes that he wrote
The name of Derrial Book, I wonder whose life he stole
And so I knew a man, he was a man of faith
I knew a friend, a man who tried though I couldn't be saved
And still I pray to God I'll get to see that shepherd's face
When I die, when I walk up to those pearly gates

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