McCall's Chase

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Lyrics:
In the dusty town where the degenerates play,
Preacher McCall knelt to pray,
With a Bible in one hand and a heavy heart,
The sight of family blood tore him apart.

Oh, he's cleansing the land, with fire and grace,
Searching for justice, the deadliest chase,
Through valley and mountain, his journey begins,
He hunts for the killer who swims in sin.
He's gonna find him.

His brother's blood on that dusty ground,
Call of Juarez marked all around,
He forged his path with burning rage,
To put down the killer, no need for a cage.

Oh, he's cleansing the land, with fire and grace,
Searching for justice, the deadliest chase,
Through valley and mountain, his journey begins,
He hunts for the killer who swims in sin.
He's gonna find him.

Every bullet a prayer, every shot a hymn,
For the spirits of the lost, torn and dim,
He rides with wrath and his blessed lead,
All who cross his path will soon be dead.

Through towns of deceit and cities of sin,
Preacher McCall wears a somber grin,
For each villain he finds in the shadows grim,
He reminds them of judgment's unwavering hymn.

Oh, he's cleansing the land, with fire and grace,
Searching for justice, the deadliest chase,
Through valley and mountain, his journey begins,
He hunts for the killer who swims in sin.
He's gonna find him.

Oh, he's cleansing the land, with fire and grace,
Searching for justice, the deadliest chase,
Through valley and mountain, his journey begins,
He hunts for the killer who swims in sin.
He's gonna find him.
He's gonna find him.
He's gonna find him.
He's gonna find him.
He's gonna find him.

You can't stop his wrath.