If you need someone to pray to
Need to feel a presence near you
If you need a source of hope too
I'll be there, yes, I'll be there
Let me be your Lord
Worship me, or taste the sword
Rejoice poor soul, bring me your bowl
And let me be your Lord
If times are dark and you need light
If injustice rules and you need right
If you are weak, too weak to fight
Call on me, yes, call on me
Let me be your Lord
Worship me, you won't get bored
Rejoice poor soul, bring me your bowl
And let me be your Lord
Let me be your Lord
Submit to me, you won't feel whored
Raise your spirits, and drink some spirits
Oh, let me be your Lord
You want to celebrate – but don't know on what date
You want to give – but don't know what with (or how much)
You want to vow – but don't know how
Just ask me, yes, just ask me
Let me be your Lord
Worship me, or taste the sword
Rejoice poor soul, bring me your bowl
And let me be your Lord
Let me be your Lord
Submit to me, you won't feel whored
Raise your spirits, and drink some spirits
Oh, let me be your Lord
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