Texty: Oh Susanna. All That Remains.

Walk through the sand, scarred open land
Hopin? to sell my soul to the man
Called out his name but he never came
No hope in hell is all that remains

In a ship on the sea, my mama bore me
Not yet a slave but no longer free
She gave me a name covered in shame
Now a whisper of her is all that remains

I remember the day they took her from me
?Lord?, she screamed, ?Have mercy on me!?
But the darkness was vast and her cries they grew thin
Until all that was left was the moan of the wind

Now the limbs of a tree beckon to me
Come my child, hang from me
But I turned from that sin for the voice it was him
To succumb to that deed, means he'll always win

There?s a blue sky above, no place down below
No place but this earth forever to roam
So I walk this whole world through pity and pain
This wicked old world is all that remains

Now you can?t be no saint, no sinner, no lamb
When the Devil himself says you ain?t worth a damn
But you can live without fear of damnation?s reign
And fight till what?s right is all that remains

And fight till what?s right is all that remains
Fight till what?s right is all that remains
Fight till what?s right is all that remains