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(Chorus - Explosive Hendrix fuzz, wah-wah cryin' out)  
Oh Lord, deliver me from the dogs at my door,  
They're howlin' for blood, but You settle the score.  
Let 'em melt like wax in the fire of Your wrath,  
Praise with the sword, dance in the aftermath.  
Vengeance is Yours, let the nations beware,  
In the blues of the night, hear the righteous prayer!

(Verse 2 - SRV shuffle, pickin' sharp and mean)  
Save me from the waters risin' to my neck,  
Sinkin' in the mire, enemies on my back.  
They hate without cause, plot my downfall,  
But I'll sing Your praises when they stumble and fall.  
Happy the one who dashes 'em against the stone,  
Reap what they sow, in the whirlwind they've grown.

(Guitar Solo Break - Imagine Hendrix's psychedelic bends, feedback screamin', then SRV's clean Texas twang tearin' through)  
*(Instrumental: Wailin' strings bendin' like a soul in torment, hammer-ons pullin' at the heart, fadin' into thunderous chords)*

(Verse 3 - Building intensity, double-time rock edge)  
Let the assembly of saints take up the blade,  
Bind their kings in chains, no mercy displayed.  
For the poor and the needy, cry out from the pit,  
God hears the blues, and He won't forget.  
False tongues silenced, their poison drained dry,  
In the morning light, watch the wicked fly.

(Chorus - Repeat with fury, layers of overdrive)  
Oh Lord, deliver me from the dogs at my door,  
They're howlin' for blood, but You settle the score.  
Let 'em melt like wax in the fire of Your wrath,  
Praise with the sword, dance in the aftermath.  
Vengeance is Yours, let the nations beware,  
In the blues of the night, hear the righteous prayer!

(Outro - Slow fade, echoing Hendrix echoes, SRV soulful licks)  
By the waters... we remember...  
Justice comin'... like a storm...  
Praise the Lord... with harp and blade...  
In the end... the wicked fade...  
Yeah... fade away...

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(Verse 1 - Slow blues grind, like SRV's Texas flood, building tension) By the rivers of Babylon, yeah, we sat down and wept, Zion's memory burnin' deep in our chest. Enemies laughin', but their time's comin' soon, Wicked rulers crumblin' under the judgment moon. Crooked judges, venom in their veins, Speakin' lies like serpents in the rain. (Chorus - Explosive Hendrix fuzz, wah-wah cryin' out) Oh Lord, deliver me from the dogs at my door, They're howlin' for blood, but You settle the score. Let 'em melt like wax in the fire of Your wrath, Praise with the sword, dance in the aftermath. Vengeance is Yours, let the nations beware, In the blues of the night, hear the righteous prayer! (Verse 2 - SRV shuffle, pickin' sharp and mean) Save me from the waters risin' to my neck, Sinkin' in the mire, enemies on my back. They hate without cause, plot my downfall, But I'll sing Your praises when they stumble and fall. Happy the one who dashes 'em against the stone, Reap what they sow, in the whirlwind they've grown. (Guitar Solo Break - Imagine Hendrix's psychedelic bends, feedback screamin', then SRV's clean Texas twang tearin' through) *(Instrumental: Wailin' strings bendin' like a soul in torment, hammer-ons pullin' at the heart, fadin' into thunderous chords)* (Verse 3 - Building intensity, double-time rock edge) Let the assembly of saints take up the blade, Bind their kings in chains, no mercy displayed. For the poor and the needy, cry out from the pit, God hears the blues, and He won't forget. False tongues silenced, their poison drained dry, In the morning light, watch the wicked fly. (Chorus - Repeat with fury, layers of overdrive) Oh Lord, deliver me from the dogs at my door, They're howlin' for blood, but You settle the score. Let 'em melt like wax in the fire of Your wrath, Praise with the sword, dance in the aftermath. Vengeance is Yours, let the nations beware, In the blues of the night, hear the righteous prayer! (Outro - Slow fade, echoing Hendrix echoes, SRV soulful licks) By the waters... we remember... Justice comin'... like a storm... Praise the Lord... with harp and blade... In the end... the wicked fade... Yeah... fade away...

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