The Gallows - The Builders and the Butchers

Go down to the gallows at midnight

With silk draped to cover your face

Go down to the gallows, they’ll soon take my life

And lay your eyes over the place

Here comes the priest and the prophet

The cold steel floor on my feet

I hope that you come down to see me

And give a dyin' boy his wish of relief

Here stands the man dressed in black now

He says with a trembling sigh:

«D'you have any words or requests now?

Just tell me, please, befor you die»

Go down to the gallows at midnight

With silk draped to covr your face

Go down to the gallows, they’ll soon take my life

And lay your eyes over the place

Go down to the gallows at midnight

With silk draped to cover your face

Go down to the gallows, they’ll soon take my life

And lay your eyes over the place

My eyes are alive in this place