(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

Cos at 5 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 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 that I'm dreaming

It's not easy to stop from screaming

But 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 believe that there never is 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 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