Lyrics
Reads a note lying on his desk
Receiving a note on his desk.
But the words already smear the morning press
Words on the note are already in the morning press.
Tell him that he's got a job to do
Being informed about a job to administer a lethal dose.
A lethal dose that he'll be giving you
Tasked with giving a lethal dose.
Should have run when you heard the screams
Regret for not running away upon hearing screams.
Now it's all one big bad dream
Current situation feels like a bad dream.
Hang your heard sadly, dose his job gladly
Hanging head sadly while performing the job willingly.
Sing out, here comes the preacher
Announcing the arrival of the preacher.
And a tune to greet ya
A tune to welcome the preacher.
The executioner's song
The song of the executioner begins.
Gotta judgment seat awaitin' here
A judgment seat awaits, life flashing before eyes.
Life is flashin' cold and crystal clear
Life is fleeting and clear.
Metal halo custom made for you
A custom-made metal halo for the condemned.
A bolt a power to your maker
A powerful force pushing towards the maker.
You'll be pushed on through
Transitioning through to the other side.
A sweet and sickly distant melody
A distant and eerie melody.
There ain't a whole lot of time to be
Little time left.
Going down badly, slowly and medly
Descending into an unpleasant fate slowly and meditatively.
Sing out, here comes the preacher
Announcing the arrival of the preacher again.
And a tune to greet ya
A tune to welcome the preacher again.
The executioner's song
The executioner's song continues.
Cry out, your maker gonna meet ya
Cry out, the maker is coming to meet you.
He'll be there to seat ya
The maker will be there to seat you.
The executioner's song rolls on
The executioner's song persists.
A sweet and sickly distant melody
A distant and eerie melody reappears.
There ain't a whole lot of time to be
Little time left reiterated.
Dead man walk sadly
Dead man walks sadly.
Boldly and madly
Walking boldly and madly into fate.
Your time has come
Your time has come.
Your shadow runs into another
Your shadow merges with another.
Dark silhouetted
A dark silhouette with no remorse.
Feels no regret, yeah
Feeling no regret.
Sing out here comes the preacher
Announcing the arrival of the preacher once more.
And a tune to greet ya
A tune to welcome the preacher again.
The executioner's song
The executioner's song continues.
Cry out your make gonna greet ya
Cry out, the maker is going to greet you.
He'll be their to seat ya
The maker will be there to seat you.
The executioner's song rolls on
The executioner's song persists.
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