I stare in the mirror

My eyes refuse to blink

Sympathy for me

Hell I can't even think

Send for the iceman, my temperature is startin' to rise

I've heard it before, I know the truth from the lies

Is it any wonder, heaven's racked with thunder

And all of my dreams go under

Like the fallin' rain

Execution day

Voices like locusts keep smothering me

Twistin' and turnin' my senses like a cyclone at sea

Don't touch me now

Won't let you crucify me

You ain't no damn jury

You can't pass sentence on me

Is it any wonder, heaven's racked with thunder

And all of my dreams go under

Like the fallin' rain

Execution day

Execution day

Execution day

Execution day

Whose blood on whose hand

Where's the promsised they preached for this land

Standin' with their bibles clutched in their hand

Whose blood on whose hand

Whose blood on whose hand

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Father my hand's are shakin'

I see a light that's breakin'

Show me a way to set my soul free

I hope it rains on me

Let it rain on me

Execution day

Execution day

Execution day

Execution day