THE NOOSE - WARNING SF

Why beg for mercy when the smell of death is on the wind

Why drown in sorrow when we know the end’s soon to begin

The lies bring forth the lier

The noose is getting tighter

Bury me father I have sinned

So in this hour of death I calmly choose to shed no tears

Silent remember me as I become your darkest fear

Gather around me now to watch the gallows fall

I sacrifice this soul to return to kill you all

Bury me father I have sinned

I’m welcoming the end

And with this my last breath I find the strength to rise

To share this one last glimpse of terror in your eyes

Why beg for mercy when the smell of death is on the wind

Why drown in sorrow when we know the end’s soon to begin

The lies bring forth the lier

The noose is getting tighter