The Sheriff's Prayer

[Verse 1]
I kept this town from fire and flood,
With cold resolve and colder blood.
I hung the law above the gate,
And did what must be done by fate.

He came with eyes that saw too much,
A preacher’s tongue, a sinner’s touch.
So we strung him high for all to see —
And peace returned to Dust Creek’s streets.



[Chorus]
I’ve no regrets, I’ve no remorse,
The badge I wear stays on its course.
I built this town from dust and sand —
With righteous law and steady hand.
Let cowards cry and liars wail,
My justice rides on lead and nail.



[Verse 2]
They speak of shadows on the hill,
Of horses riding when nights grow still.
Of flames that dance without a spark,
Of whispers rising from the dark.

But I don’t flinch, I don’t look back,
A ghost can’t ride a final track.
What’s buried deep, stays in the ground —
I run this law, I run this town.



[Bridge – ominous, slow]
Then silence fell, the stars turned gray,
No wind, no sound, no trail, no way.
And from the church on Broken Street —
A bell rang once.
A single beat.
Midnight called… and time stood still,
I felt the chill beyond the hill.



[Final Chorus – darker, slower]
I said, “You’re just a tale they told,”
He said, “Your blood has not gone cold.”
I reached for steel, I reached for flame —
But mercy never knew my name.
And as I fell, I heard no prayer…
Just vengeance breathing desert air.



[Outro – fading, slow echo]
Dust Creek sleeps, but never clean.
The law was blind…
But he has seen.
And when that bell rings once again…
Another soul is lost to sin.
*Church Bell*

dark, country, male vocal, haunting, sinister, dangerous, vengeance, Western