I`m Waiting In my cold cell
When the bell begin`s to chime
reflecting on my past life and it doesn`t have much time cuz at 5 o`clock they take me to the gallows pole
the sands of time for me are running low

MUTHERFUCKAS!!!!

running low

When the priest come`s to read me the last rites i take look trhough 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 easy to stop from screaming
but words escape me when i try to speak
tears they flow but why am i crying after all i`m not afraid of dying
Don`t belive that there never is an end

as the guards march me out of the courtyard
someone calls from a cell:"God be with you"
If there`s an god why has he let me DIE!!!

as i walk through the drifts before me
and though the end is near i``m not sorry
catch my soul cos it`s willing fly away

mark my words belive my soul lives on
Please don`t worry now that ihave gone
i`ve gone beyond to seek the trouth

when you know that your time is at close hand
maybe then you begin to understand why