Hallowed Be Thy Name Hard
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I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have time
'Cause at 5 o'clock, take me to the gallows pole
The of time for me are low.
the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I a the bars at the last sights,
Of a world that has gone very for me.
Can it be there's sort of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end, not crazy dream?
please tell me I'm dreaming,
It's not easy to stop screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears but why am I crying,
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Do not believe that there is an end.
As the guards me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries a cell God be with you.
If there's a God then why has he let me go?
As I my life drifts before me,
the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.
Mark my words believe my lives on
Don't worry now that I have gone
I've beyond to see the truth
When you know that your is close at hand.
Maybe you'll begin to understand,
down here is a strange illusion
Hallowed Be Thy Name
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