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 I'm waiting in my cold cellWhen the bell begins to chime
 Reflecting on my past life
 And it doesn't have much time
 'Cause at five o'clock
 They take me to the gallows pole
 The sands of time for me are running low
 Running low, yeah
 When the priest comes to read me the last rites
 Take a look through the bars at the last sights
 Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
 Can it be that there's some sort of an error?
 Hard to stop the surmounting terror
 Is it really the end not some crazy dream?
 Somebody please, tell me that I'm dreaming
 It's not easy to stop from screaming
 But words escape me when I try to speak
 Tears flow, but why am I crying?
 After all I'm not afraid of dying
 Don't I believe that there never is an end?
 As the guards march me out to the courtyard
 Somebody cries from a cell, 'God be with you'
 If there's a God why has he let me go?
 As I walk 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
 When you know that your time is close at hand
 Maybe then you'll begin to understand
 Life down here is just a strange illusion
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Hallowed be Thy name
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Hallowed be Thy name
 Yeah
 
 
		
		
	
 
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