Lyrics
I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime
I am awaiting in my cold cell as the bell signals the impending event.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
Reflecting on my past life, realizing that my time is running out.
Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the gallows pole
At 5 o'clock, they will lead me to the gallows pole for execution.
The sands of time for me are running low, running low
The sands of time are dwindling rapidly, symbolizing the approach of death.
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
The priest arrives to administer the last rites before my execution.
Take a look through the bars at the last sights
Observing the last sights through the bars of my cell, reflecting on a world that has gone wrong.
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
The world has been a place of suffering and misfortune for me.
Can it be that there's some sort of error
Questioning whether there might be a mistake in the impending execution.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Feeling overwhelmed by mounting terror, questioning if this is really the end or a surreal dream.
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream?
Doubting if the impending death is a reality or a bizarre dream.
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
Pleading for confirmation that the situation is just a nightmare.
It's not easy to stop from screaming but words escape me when I try to speak
Expressing the difficulty in restraining screams, struggling to find words to speak.
Tears fall but why am I crying, after all I'm not afraid of dying
Tears fall, questioning the reason for crying, as there is no fear of death.
Don't I believe that there never is an end
Expressing a belief that there is no true end or afterlife.
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Being led by guards to the courtyard for the execution.
Somebody cries from a cell God be with you, if there's a God then why has He let me go?
A fellow prisoner questions the existence of God, given the impending execution.
As I walk my life drifts before me, though the end is near I'm not sorry
Reflecting on life as it flashes before, expressing no remorse as the end approaches.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away
As death nears, the soul is ready to depart and transcend.
Mark my words, believe my soul lives on
Asserting that the soul lives on and urging belief in its continuation.
Don't worry now that I have gone, I've gone beyond to seek the truth,
Assuring others not to worry about the departed soul, which seeks the truth beyond death.
When you know that your time is close at hand
Hinting at the nearing end and the revelation of truth.
Maybe then you'll begin to understand, life down here is just a strange illusion
Suggesting that understanding life's reality becomes clear as death approaches.
Ye-ye-yeah! Hallowed be Thy name
Exclaiming "Hallowed be Thy name," possibly invoking a divine presence or expressing reverence in the face of death.
Ye-ye-yeah! Hallowed be Thy name
Repeating the exclamation, reinforcing the reverence for the divine name in the context of impending death.
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