I Am Waiting In This Cell

Thinking Of Killings I Was Supposed To Have Done



See Them Build That Wooden Frame

As I Wait To Die

Morbid Thoughts Hang Around My Neck

Sentenced To The Gallows



See Them Coming To Take Me

I Climb The Staircase Into Hell



Visions Of The Past Sweep My Brain

(As) The Lever Is Pulled, I Love The Pain



See Them Build That Wooden Frame

As I Wait To Die

Morbid Thoughts Hang Around My Neck

Sentenced To The Gallows