| …years later: The day of his judgement is now certain. |
| The execution of a fellow inmate inflames his hate towards the prison and guards…
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| The sun rises, the light is warm and bright
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| Another inmate soon will lose his life
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| One more day, one more night, that’s all
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| For sure he’ll meet his murderers at dawn
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| Now they are here to kill another man
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| The Strap-down Team, I call them the hangmen
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| One cell is left forever and I know
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| It’s killing time on death row!
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| In my hour of death, I wish I’m not alone
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| You are doing wrong, this law is heresy
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| IN MY HOUR OF DEATH, I WISH I’M HERE NO MORE
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| IT’S MY ONLY HOPE; |
| THAT’S WHAT I’M FIGHTING FOR
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| The sun goes down, his last night has begun
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| He has to say good-bye to wife and son
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| He had hope, the pardon on his mind
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| But the governor he never signs
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| There’s still a light that shines across the yard
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| Working men, playing all their part
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| The death house awaits the ceremony
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| Who is next? |
| It could be me!
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| In my hour of death, I wish I’m not alone…
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| Is there hope? |
| Is there life?
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| Or will I follow him into the night?
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| …rejected and killed… no,… not me!!!
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| Red light, glowing sky at dawn
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| Right now he fights the fight that can’t be won
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| They’re taking time, they’re doing their duty
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| The job is done responsibly
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| Minutes, days, lifes are passing by Another inmate, now, has lost his life
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| When prisoners mourn and one man had to go It was killing time on death row!
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| In my hour of death, I wish I’m not alone… |