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 
'Cos at 5 o'clock they take me 
to the Gallows Pole 
The sands of time for me [bad word] low 

When the [bad word] to read me the last 
rites 
I take a look through the bars at the last 
sights 
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me 

Can it be there's some sort of error 
Hard to stop the surmounting terror 
Is it really the end not some crazy dream 

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming 
It's not so easy to stop from screaming 
But words escape me when I 
try to speak 
Tears they flow but why am I 
crying 
After all I am not afraid of dying 
Don't believe that there is never an end 

As the guards march me out to the courtyard 
Someone calls from a cell "God be 
with you" 
If there's a God then why has 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 'cos it's willing to fly away 

Mark my words please believe my soul 
lives on 
Please don't worry now that I have gone 
I've gone beyond to see the [bad word] 

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