I felt the stinging in my feet, as the heat rose
through the sand,
Wiped my sweat-drenched brow and shook my weary head,
On my way to town, I passed a sign that read...
Despair; I've heard of Hell on Earth, but never thought
I'd wind up there,
I gazed out on the sea of souls native to the land, and
wondered if they were being punished for all the sins
of man.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is
too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never
make it to judgement day.
As I journeyed on through the town, I passed right by a
house,
A woman sat there staring, a babe held to her breast,
I asked her if she cursed God for making life that way.
Despair; though I pray and pray, I may not go to Heaven
for what I'm about to say...
I thought that only good things came to those that
pray, but when the Lord made this place, he let the
devil have his day.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is
too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never
make it to judgement day.
Leaving all they know, taking only what they need,
The fathers and mothers clutching sons and daughters to
risk life for a dream, yeah,
Leaving in a boat, setting sail for the promised land,
yeah,
Across a sea called "Salvation," for whatever God had
planned.
We're heading for Heaven, (oh)
We're heading for Heaven, (here we are, here we are,
singing)
We're heading for Heaven, (you wanna hear some more,
come on, come on now)
We're heading for Heaven.
I'm no theologian; I only know what I've been told,
If I wait 'til I'm a wise man, I'll be far too old,
So, for all the evils of this world, God is not to
blame,
It's all of mankind; we need to share the shame,
I said, we must share the shame,
Wise men tell me, "Where do I fit in? - help me to see,
help set me free,"
Boy, just fold your hands, bend your knees, and pray.
Despair; I'd heard of Hell on Earth, but never thought
I'd wind up there,
Before I close my eyes at night, when I lay down for my
rest, I look up to the heavens, and I ask for all of
God's best.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is
too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never
make it to judgement day,
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is
too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never
make it to judgement day.