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...

Ooohh Ohh Oh Oh Hallowed Be Thy Name
Ooohh Ohh Oh Oh Hallowed Be Thy Name

Hallowed Be Thy Name