I´m waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn´t have much time
´Cause at 5 o´clock, they take me to the Gallows pole
The sands of time, for me are running low...

Mother fuckers!
Running low...
When the priest comes to read me the last rights
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me...

Could it be that there´s some sort of error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end or some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me that I´m dreaming
It´s not easy to stop from screaming
Words escape me when I try to speak...

Tears, they flow; but why am I crying?
After all, I´m not afraid of dying
Do not believe that there never is an end...

As the guards bring me out to the courtyard
Somebody cries from a cell, "God be with you!"
If there´s a god then why does he let me die?

As I walk, all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near, I´m not sorry
Catch my soul, it´s willing to fly away...

Mark my words, believe my soul lives on
Don´t worry, now that I have gone
I´ve gone beyond to see the truth...

So when you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you´ll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion...

Hallowed be Thy name
Hallowed be Thy name
Hallowed be Thy name
Hallowed be Thy name

Writer : HARRIS
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