| A long, long time he stayed in deathrow, now the chosen day has come
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| Lead by the ushers of the court, let the judgment be done
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| Long ago he saw the daylight without bars
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| But this is the last time his sun will rise
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| Walking towards the gallows, he knows the sling awaits him
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| From somewhere he hears music, it’s toneless sound makes him afraid
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| Suddenly the music stops, for him the sign to go
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| Was it the melody of death or of mercy he doesn’t now
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| Now he stands on the gallows, face towards the rope
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| He believes that after his fall, there’s no future, there’s no hope
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| Now his head’s fills the sling, he feels the agony growing
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| Executioner’s hand moves the gear-lever, first he hovers than he falls !
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| A sudden push through his body
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| With open eyes he stares at this fate
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| His lungs gasp for air, his brain explodes
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| The abyss of death comes much nearer
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| Hovering in darkness, his body dies
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| His mind exists, searching for light
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| A strange feeling, to fly through eternity
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| A glow in the darkness, it’s a light he now sees
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| The glowing light comes nearer
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| He flies into this soul-mirror
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| Now he can see his now phantom mind
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| And his life, that’s now passed behind
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| But a quickly growing dark vortex
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| Draws him away from his soul’s destruction
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| Now all his emotions and all of his thoughts
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| Dissolve in silence-into nothingness |