Iâm waiting in my cold cell
when the bell begins to chime
reflecting on my past life
and it doesnât have much time
cos at 5 oâclock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low
motherfuckers
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 thereâs been some sort of error
hard to stop that surmounting terror
is it really the end not some crazy dream
somebody please tell that Iâm dreaming
itâs not so easy to stop from screaming
but words escape me when I try to speak
tears flow but why am I crying
after all am I not afraid of dying
donât I believe that there never is an end
as the guards march me out to the courtyard
someone calls from a cell âGod be with youâ
if thereâs a God why has he let me die
as I walk all my life drifts before me
and though the end is near Iâm not sorry
catch my soul itâs willing to fly away
mark my words please believe my soul lives on
please donât worry now that I have gone
Iâve gone beyond to see the truth
when you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then youâll begin to understand
life down there is just a strange illusion
yeah, hallowed be thy name
yeah, hallowed be thy name