Don't Look Back

In the cities of the plain, where the shadows grew so deep. Sodom and Gomorrah,

where the wicked never sleep. Lot and his family, caught in the

fire's glow. Angels came with warning, said, "It's time for

you to go-oh-oh". Flee to the mountains, leave the sin behind.

Grab your wife and daughters, don't waste another night. The Lord is

raining judgment, brimstone from the sky-y-y. But heed this final whisper,

don't you dare look behind. Don't look back, don't look back. The past is

burning, turning black. Salt in the wind, a pillar it