I'm waiting in my cold cell as the bells begin 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 [bad word] low [bad word] low, yeah

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 been some sort of an error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me, I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
The words escape me when I try to speak

Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all am I not afraid of dying
Don't I believe that there never is an end?

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Somebody cries 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
Though the end is near, I'm not sorry
Catch my soul 'cause 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 [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

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hallowed be thy name
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hallowed be thy name