I`m waiting in my cold cell when the bell begin`s to chime reflecting on my past life and it doesn`t have much time cuz at 5 o`clock they take me to the gallows pole the sands of time for me are running low Mutherfuckas!!!! running low When the priest come`s to read me the last rites i take look trhough 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 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`m not afraid of dying don`t belive that there never is an end As the guards march me out of the courtyard someone calls from a cell: "god be with you" if there`s an god why has he let me die!!! As i walk through the drifts before me and though the end is near i``m not sorry catch my soul cos it`s willing fly away Mark my words belive my soul lives on please don`t worry now that ihave gone i`ve gone beyond to seek the trouth When you know that your time is at close hand maybe then you begin to understand why