Diamanda Galas Let My People Go (live)

Let My People Go The Devil has designed my death and he s waiting to be sure that plenty of his black sheep die before he finds a cure. O Lord Jesus, do you think I ve served my time The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine. The firm hand of the Devil now is rocking me to sleep I force my blind eyes open, Lord but I m sinking in the deep. O Lord Jesus, do you think I ve served my time The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine. I go to sleep each evening now dreaming of the grave and see the friends I used to know callind out my name. O Lord Jesus, do you think I ve served my time The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine. O Lord Jesus, do you think I ve served my time The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine. O Lord Jesus, here s the news from those below: The eight legs of the Devil will not let my people go. Words and music by Diamanda Galas (1988) and traditional