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
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