I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life, and it doesn't have much time
'cause at 5 o'clock, they take me to the gallows pole
The sands of time, for me are running low...
Motherfuckers!

Running low...

When the priest comes to read me the last rights
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me...

Could it be that there's some sort of error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end or some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
Words escape me when I try to speak...

Tears, they flow; but why am I crying?
After all, I'm not afraid of dying
Do not beleive that there never is an end...

As the guards bring me out to the courtyard
Somebody crys from a cell, "god be with you!"
If there's a god then why does he let me die?

As I walk, all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near, I'm not sorry
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away...

Mark my words,
Believe my soul lives on
Don't worry, now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth...

So when you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion...

Hallowed be thy name