| Catch a fleeting glimpse then be on your way
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| Oh the end is near if you choose to stay
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| This forsaken land torn by grief and strife
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| No it’s not worth the value of your life
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| The smell of death lingers in the air
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| Bloodstained bodies scattered everywhere
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| In the distance thunder in the sky
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| See the sorrow, hear the battlecry
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| The carnage races on well into the night
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| As the sun creeps up we see the morning light
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| On the battlefield the tragedy of dawn
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| Through the crimson tide we still carry on
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| The smell of death lingers in the air
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| Bloodstained bodies scattered everywhere
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| In the distance thunder in the sky
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| See the sorrow, hear the battlecry
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| Off in the distance the church bell rings and the raven spreads his wings
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| Shadows of steel fall silent in the gloom one last full moon
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| The future is lost payment for the crime there’s no way out this time
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| No sound from the gallows no sound from the shadows tall
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| Only silence till morning only silence till churchbells toll
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| No sound from the gallows
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| You feel the cold of the stone below your feet now your sorrow is complete
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| Have your last meal water and bread as the last rites are read
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| A new dawn approaches take your last breath you are one step from death
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| No sound from the gallows no sound from the shadows tall
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| Only silence till morning only silence till churchbells toll
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| No sound from the gallows
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| Up to the steps mobs cheer you on who will cry when you’re gone
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| Bound hand and foot the hood is in place pray for God’s holy grace
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| Off in the distance hear the churchbell ring now the angels will sing
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| No sound from the gallows no sound from the shadows tall
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| Only silence till morning only silence till churchbells toll
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| No sound from the gallows. |