Hangman's Noose
Fate's Grip: Unveiling the Hangman's Noose Saga
Lyrics
You can run you can ride
You have the option to flee or ride away
Disappear for a time
Disappear temporarily
Roll a rail cover ground
Travel on a railroad, covering distance
Find you some nowhere town
Discover a remote, unpopulated town
Change your clothes change your name
Alter your appearance and identity
Grow a beard plant some grain
Grow facial hair and cultivate crops
Find a wife who doesn't know
Find a wife who is unaware of your past
She's just a widow
Realize that she is unknowingly a widow
The Hangman's Noose
The ominous symbol of execution by hanging
Is waiting on you
Awaits your inevitable fate
And sooner or later
Eventually, you must face the consequences
You gotta pay them dues
Payment for your actions is unavoidable
Like a wildfire
Similar to a spreading and uncontrollable fire
It's gonna run outta fuel
It will exhaust its source and impact
You can't cheat the grave son
You cannot evade death or the hangman's noose
Or the hangman's noose
Emphasizing the inescapable nature of punishment
Better not fall asleep
Stay vigilant; falling asleep may lead to nightmares
If you do you might dream
Dreams may involve a tree and a hanging rope
'Bout a tree and a rope
Imagining a scene with a nervous horse
On a skittish pinto
A stranger armed with a gun
While a stranger with a gun
In a desert setting
Stands in the desert sun
With a thirst for revenge in their eyes
With vengeance in eyes
It's just a matter of time until retribution
It's just a matter of time
The Hangman's Noose is patiently anticipating
The Hangman's Noose
Once again emphasizing the imminent danger
Is waiting on you
A reminder that the noose is ever-present
And sooner or later
Reiterating the inevitability of facing consequences
You gotta pay them dues
The dues for one's actions must be paid
Like a wildfire
Similar to a wildfire, consequences are unavoidable
It's gonna run outta fuel
The impact will run its course
You can't cheat the grave son
Death and the hangman's noose cannot be evaded
Or the hangman's noose
Reinforcing the theme of inescapable punishment
The Hangman's Noose
Once again emphasizing the presence of the noose
Is a'waiting on you
Awaiting, ready for the impending judgment
And sooner or later
The inescapable reality of facing consequences
You gotta pay them dues
Underscoring the inevitability of paying dues
Like a wildfire
Consequences, like a wildfire, will consume
It's gonna run outta fuel
The impact will eventually diminish
You can't cheat the grave, no
You cannot evade death or the hangman's noose
Or the hangman's noose
Reiterating the finality of facing judgment
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