Rain on the Graves

In a country churchyard, I came across a man He smiled and slowly beckoned me with a trembling hand Did you come to gamble or did you come to pray? What's the meaning of your business here on a stormy day? The raindrops spattered on the tomb from grey and leaden skies Deny me once, deny me twice, don't look in my eyes There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves It's just rain, rain, rain There is rain on the graves But you came to be saved There is rain on the graves Let it wash your soul of dying Faithless, he denied the truth that he had come to steal To kneel before the poet, not the altar or the priest He's washed himself in misery before he came to pray He'd hoped in his false penitence, some sympathy he'd sway There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves It's just rain, rain, rain There is rain on the graves But you came to be saved There is rain on the graves It's just rain, rain, rain I am the God of sinners, you are what I have made You're talking to your likeness and my shadow is your shade Stand up and face the mirror, it's the image that you crave But I'll be here when you're long gone, I'll see you in that grave There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves It's just rain, rain, rain There is rain on the graves Rain on the graves There is rain on the graves Rain, rain, rain, rain Rain on the graves