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