歌词
I am waiting in this cell
Thinking of killings
I was supposed to have done
See them build that wooden frame
As I wait to die
Morbid thoughts hang around my neck
Sentenced to the gallows
See them coming to take me
I climb the staircase into
Hell Visions of the past sweep my brain (As) the lever is pulled,
I love the pain
See them build that wooden frame
As I wait to die
Morbid thoughts hang around my neck
Sentenced to the gallows
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