Written by: (Harris)

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 five o'clock
They take me to the gallows pole
The sands of time for me
Are running low

When the priest comes 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 that 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, 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 truth

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! Hallowed be thy name
Yeah! Hallowed be thy name