Lyrics
Im waiting in my cold cell when
I am in my cold cell, anticipating what is to come
The bell begins to chime
The bell signaling the imminent event starts to ring
Reflecting on my past life and
Contemplating my past life
It doesnt have much time
Realizing that my time is running out
'Cause at 5 oclock they take
At 5 o'clock, they will escort me to the gallows pole
Me to the gallows pole
I am approaching the end of my life
The sands of time for me are running low
Feeling the limited time I have left
When the priest comes to read
The priest arrives to administer the last rites
Me the last rites i take a look through the
Looking through the bars at my final surroundings
Bars at the last sights
Observing the last sights of a world that went wrong for me
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be theres some sort of error
Questioning if there might be a mistake in my fate
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Difficult to stop the increasing terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream
Contemplating whether it's truly the end or a surreal dream
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
Pleading for confirmation that it's just a dream
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
Struggling to contain the urge to scream
But words escape me when I try to speak
Unable to find words to express myself
Tears they flow but why am I crying
Shedding tears, questioning the reason for my crying
After all I am not afraid of dying
Despite impending death, not afraid to die
Don't believe that there is never an end
Rejecting the notion that there is no end
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Being led by guards to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell God be with you
Hearing someone wish me well from another cell
If theres a God then why has he let me die?
Questioning the existence of God and why I must face death
As I walk all my life drifts before me
Reflecting on my entire life as I walk
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Not regretting as the end approaches
Catch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away
Expressing readiness for my soul to depart
Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Asserting that my soul will persist beyond death
Please don't worry now that I have gone
Requesting not to worry now that I am gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth
Claiming to have transcended to discover the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
Acknowledging the proximity of one's own death
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Suggesting that understanding comes closer to death
Life down there is just a strange illusion
Describing life as a peculiar illusion
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