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Execution Day

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 that hover like locusts
Keep smothering me
Twisting and turning 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 no sentence on me
Is it any wonder
Heaven's racked with thunder
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

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