Clean by Terry Scott Taylor Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I once killed a man
My worst enemy
I hung him from
A sweet-gum tree
His rose-red sweat
Washed over me
I fell asleep and dreamed
I had been made clean

[Verse 2]
I fell into
A muddy river
Its heart was cold
Its taste was bitter
It felt like death
In the dead of winter
Drowning all that’s unredeemed
How can I be clean?

[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
High on my ladder
In Babylon
I tried to speak, but
The words were wrong
Then I tasted fire
(His rose-red sweat)
And sang an Easter song
(Washed over me)
Can you tell me, Death
Where is your sting?
You have made me clean
You have made me clean
You have made me clean
You have made me clean