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Burnin’ In Hell (Where I Found Jesus) 2

Written by Satan’s Preacher Man 

My soul was burning in Hell,
It’s where I found Christ!
My soul was burning in Hell,
It’s where I found Christ!
I made love to the needle,
To heroin I was enticed.
Oh, to heroin I was enticed.

I cried out to the Lord,
From the fiery depths of despair.
Yes, I cried out to the Lord,
From the fiery depth of despair.
I cannot give up the needle,
I need it like I need the air.
Oh, I need it like I need the air.

I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!
I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!
I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!

I light a flame as bright as Hell,
‘N bring that black tar to a boil.
Yes, I light a flame as bright as Hell.
‘N bright that black tar to a boil.
I wrap my belt around my arm,
As tight, as tight as a serpent’s coil.

It’s like I bent that soup spoon
With just the power of my mind.
Yes, It’s like a bent that soup spoon.
With just the power of my mind.
In the needle is the unholy marriage
Of heroin and blood intertwined.

I rambled away from my family,
I REPENT in the name of JESUS!
I slept with evil-hearted women,
I REPENT in the name of JESUS!
I danced in them juke-joints,
I REPENT in the name of JESUS!
I drank that Old Scratch whiskey,
I REPENT in the name of JESUS!

But Satan says I’m beyond all redemption,
That I praise the glory of Lord Heroin.
Yes, Satan says I’m beyond all redemption,
That I praise the glory of Lord Heroin.
That I’ll never stand before the Throne of God,
Because I’ve sung that ol’ Satanic Hymn.

Satan says my place is in the gutter,
With all the filth that plagues the land.
Yes, Satan says my place is in the gutter,
With all the filth that plagues the land.
That I prefer the love of the needle,
Instead of the undying love of the Lamb.
Yes, instead of the undying love of the Lamb.

I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!
I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!
I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!

Satan, he left me in the street,
Overdosin’ in the rain-swelled gutter.
Yes, Satan, he left me in the street,
Overdosin’ in the rain-swelled gutter.
Jesus found me lying there in the street,
He became my anchor ‘n my rudder.
Yes, He became my anchor ‘n my rudder.

Christ died for me, so very long ago,
He has paid the price for my every sin.
Yes, Christ died for me, so very long ago,
He has paid the price for my every sin.
I have married the Bride of the Lamb,
I have been annulled from Lord Heroin.

I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!
I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!
I’m burnin’, burnin’ in Hell,
It’s where I found Jesus!

But there comes a time when
I feel like a dog put out in the rain.
Yes, there comes a time when
I feel like a dog put out in the rain.
I pray to the Holy Lamb of God,
Please, oh Lord, take away my pain.
Yes, Lord, take away my pain.

Jesus, walks in the lonesome valley,
In the gutter ‘n in the prison cell.
Jesus, walks in the lonesome valley,
In the gutter ‘n in the prison cell.
Jesus can be found just ‘bout anywhere,
A soul is burnin’, burnin’ in Hell.

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