Из альбома: Cruelty And The Beast
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
When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I 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 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 so easy to stop from screaming,
The 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 then why has he let me go?
As I walk all my life drifts before me,
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 seek 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