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One More Time (with Vocals)

LETTER FROM THE DEVIL
VERSE 1
I GOT A LETTER FROM THE DEVIL AND THIS IS WHAT IT SAID:
THERE AIN'T NO HEAVEN, AIN'T NO HELL,THERE'S NOTHIN’ AFTER YOU'RE DEAD.
ATHEIST BELIEVE ME, PLEASE BELIEVE ME TOO
SO THAT I CAN SPEND ALL ETERNITY WITH YOU.
JESUS DOES NOT LOVE YOU, I'M REALLY THE GOOD GUY.
REMEMBER; I'M THE DEVIL AND I WOULD NEVER LIE.
CHORUS 1
I GOT A LETTER FROM THE DEVIL AND THIS IS WHAT IT SAID:
THERE AIN'T NO HEAVEN, AIN'T NO HELL, NOTHIN’ AFTER YOU'RE DEAD.
JUST STAY WOKE, TELL ANOTHER JOKE, DON'T THINK ABOUT ETERNITY.
DON'T THINK ABOUT DEATH. DON'T THINK ABOUT GOD, STAY RIGHT HERE WITH ME.
I'M THE RUDEST AND THE CRUDEST. I ENTERED JUDAS.
SOME FOLK THINK I DON'T EXIST, BUT THEY'RE ABSOLUTELY CLUELESS.
VERSE 2
HUMANS EVOLVED FROM NOTHING, GOD WAS NOT AROUND.
UNIVERSE MADE ITSELF, NO MIRACLE TO BE FOUND.
I'M THE AUTHOR OF CONFUSION YOU CAN TELL BY THIS LETTER.
YOU MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN GOD OR ME BUT TRULY I AM BETTER.

WELL DEVIL I'M CHOOSIN’ JESUS FOR TRULY HE IS BETTER.
PUTTIN’ YOUR LETTER WHERE IT BELONGS, RIGHT DOWN THE SHREDDER.
JESUS DIED FOR MY SINS, I'LL FOLLOW HIM FOREVER.
PUTTIN’ YOUR LETTER WHERE IT BELONGS, RIGHT DOWN THE SHREDDER.
CHORUS 2
I GOT A LETTER FROM THE DEVIL AND THIS IS WHAT IT SAID:
THERE AIN'T NO HEAVEN, AIN'T NO HELL, NOTHIN’ AFTER YOU'RE DEAD.
I WANT YOU TO ABUSE, KILL AND COMMIT SUICIDE.
HAD I KNOWN HIS PLAN, WOULD NOT HAVE HAD CHRIST CRUCIFIED.
DON'T THINK ABOUT GOD OR THE LIGHT YOU CAN NOT SEE.
STAY IN DARKNESS SO YOU CAN BURN IN THE FIRE WITH ME.
OUTRO
NOPE, YOU AIN'T FOOLIN’ ME DEVIL. I'M STICKIN WITH MY JESUS!
… AND DON'T WRITE ME NO MORE LETTERS!

A Letter From The Devil

Will Webb
"Studying Sidewalks" Album: Saints and Winter
Will Webb - Acoustic Guitar - Lead Vocal

John Jackson -  Electric Guitar - Background Vocal
Randy Leago - Keyboards
Brian Owenings - Drums
Dave Jacques - Bass
Background Vocals - Brett Ryan Stewart, Rusty (Where did you go) Miller, John Jackson
Produced by Will Webb & Brett Ryan Stewart
Recorded by Brett Ryan Stewart at Deep Groove/The Sound Shelter

Will Webb
I've been studying sidewalks working on my own avenue
I've been trying to make it special something that be worthy of you
I've been mending old fences fusing all reason and rhyme
lost to the moment confined by no measure of time

I've been studying history working on my own point of view
I've been trying to keep it simple man but I just get more confused
I've been dissecting heroes baffled by each toothless lion
Lost to the moment confined by no measure of time

And then the wheel stops hallelujah I hear the truth cry
Hey I hardly knew ya

I've been studying darkness working on a new shade of blue
I've been trying to keep it light
but it's taken on some other kind of hew
I'm going back to the cradle the one I still see in my mind
lost to the moment defined by no measure of time

Copyright 2010


Will Webb  "Studying Sidewalks"

BALLAD OF LANCE-SERGEANT WILLIAM STONES

My name is Joseph William Stones
The life-blood of Durham ran deep in my bones
A miner from Crook standing all of 5' 2"
Deemed too short to fight, fit only to hew

But I then joined the Bantams in 1915
A volunteer in the Durham Light Infantry
A lance-sergeant decorated for extreme bravery
Shot at dawn as a coward in 1917

The terror of the guns I bravely defied
The horrors of the trenches I somehow survived
Only to face death by a different name
Stripped of all honour, butchered in shame

Though my superiors cast glowing testimonies
I was guilty as charged, my Court Martial decreed
British Army justice, so cruel and so vague
The brutal tyranny of Bloody Butcher Haig

As the sentence was passed my stomach turned weak
But they’d given me no permission to speak
I simply stood there as my glazed eyes gazed through
The blank faces of my judges who no mercy knew

The ambulance driver’s head hung in shame
Driving us to our doom at the dawn of the day
Blindfolded, manacled, two lance corporals and I
Each tied to a post, sentenced to die

A farmyard near Arras, the last place I saw
So quiet and peaceful amid the horrors of war
Thirty-six bullets and thirty-six men
Twelve for each prisoner, how could they fail then?

Yet not one of those men fired a shot that rang true
Afraid of guilt’s burden, what else could they do?
As the firing squad officer his pistol he drew
And our brains and our souls to eternity blew

“Braver men I never have met”
Were the words of the chaplain who wrote with regret
How he’d prayed with us before that fatal dawn
And how we were murdered on that terrible morn

There were no birds to sing, no bugle to play
The Last Post as they carried our bodies away
Just a sad mournful breeze to usher our souls
To the Great Unknown, where no guilty bell tolls

Oh Lizzie, my Lizzie, you were victimised too
"There’s no pensions for coward’s widows", they told you
As they left you to rot and go quietly insane
Alone with your memories, your loss and your pain

Three hundred and five others were damned just like me
To walk the Ghost Road through eternity
These doomed youth an anthem and peace were denied
Unjustly condemned, shot by their own side

My name was erased from the family line
To be rediscovered and restored after time
Now Eighty years after I was slaughtered in shame
The local memorial at last bears my name

A Royal Pardon was granted at last
Ninety years after the sentence was passed
And even though the conviction remains
I suppose we must welcome any small gains

Now they call it Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome
A cause that in my time was simply unknown
And though no-one else should suffer like me
From the evil of War we will never be free

(Gary Miller)

Ballad Of Lance-Sergeant William Stones

CANTALA, Lawrence University Women’s Choir perform "O Crux" by Santiago Veros making a professional recording in Lawrence Memorial Chapel under the direction of Dr. Phillip A. Swan.
If you want to obtain the scores of this work, do not hesitate to contact the composer: just send me an email to contact@santiagoveros.site
 https://www.santiagoveros.site
INSTAGRAM: @santiagoveros
Live version: https://youtu.be/RYJaE2c0hEw

Singers:
Emma Jones, Hannah Jones, Samantha Gibson, Sam Stone, Emily Richter, Amanda Karnatz, Emma Milton, Sarah Scofield, Sarah Elise, Caro Granner, Marissa Lake, Rehanna Rexroat, Amy Courter, Mary Grace Wagner, Bea McManus, Colleen Bur, Lily Greenfield, Katie Mueller, Lizzy Lynch, Eliana Calhoun, Erin Alanna, Lauren Turner, Lili Hull, Jamie Hammer, Marion Hermitanio, Theresa Gruber-Miller, Pari Singh, Susie Francy, Carly Pamela Beyer, Maren Dahl and Emmeline Sipe.

O CRUX - Santiago Veros - CANTALA Lawrence University Choir

Songwriter/Guitarist Mikey Berk writes various styles of music and uses Top-Notch Singers from around the world to sing them, including 4-Time-Dove-Award-Winner Dale Thompson from the band BRIDE (on Door Of  Sin & Rob A Rhyme). ...(this Soundcloud page also includes some songs that Mikey did not write but played guitar in) ... Mikey played in various styles of bands for years and is currently working on more solo projects with a positive message.
https://www.youtube.com/@mikeyberk

A Letter From The Devil

Mikey Berk

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