| I knew you’d stab my back if you just had the chance. | 
| I knew you’d try to twist my arm off if you’d have the strength. | 
| So push, your nails! | 
| You’d love to lick my tears! | 
| I’ll cry, I’ll cry a river full of blood! | 
| The final resolution! | 
| The judgement bell, all wishing well, you’ll have to drag me down to hell! | 
| No turning back, no matter of fact, I’ll have to take you with me! | 
| No lies to tell, no soul to sell, you’ll have to drag me down to hell! | 
| Still swinging free down from a tree, you’ll have to cut me down then! | 
| It’s way to early to say prayers for the dead. | 
| You have apparently a head-start you smiling sack of shit. | 
| So push, your nails! | 
| You’d love to lick my tears! | 
| I’ll cry, I’ll cry a river full of blood! | 
| The final resolution! | 
| The judgement bell, all wishing well, you’ll have to drag me down to hell! | 
| No turning back, to matter of fact, I’lll have to take you with me! | 
| No lies to tell, no soul to sell, you’ll have to drag me down to hell! | 
| Still swinging free, down from a tree, you’ll have to cut me down then! | 
| See, my pretty please, with no more arms how can you clap, the devils tune? | 
| Your feet are numb, your eyes are not where they should be, | 
| so how can you see where you are? | 
| Feel anything when I am standing on… | 
| (Guitar solo: Antti Leskinen) | 
| The final resolution! | 
| The judgement bell, all wishing well, you’ll have to drag me down to hell! | 
| No turning back, to matter of fact, I’ll have to take you with me! | 
| No lies to tell, no soul to sell, you’ll have to drag me down to hell! | 
| Still swinging free down from a tree, you’ll have to cut me down then! |