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The shadow of the noose grew long |
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A sun dial of the time |
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The prisoner had left to live |
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A self inflicted crime |
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To pay with death for pain he gave |
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To those he soon will meet |
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The rope hung loosely round his neck |
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The Devil at his feet |
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"You shall hang," said the judge, |
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For your presence here on earth, |
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is no use for those who wish to live in peace. |
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Your evil is forever. |
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"You shall hang", said the judge. |
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"You shall hang, |
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You shall hang, |
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You shall hang." |
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The hangman checked the rope |
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Aware the prisoner was afraid |
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The preacher softly praying |
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To Our Lord his soul to save |
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The blindfold placed around his eyes |
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An unlit funeral pyre |
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The hangman pulled the lever |
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He heard an astral choir |
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One man's life has cost another |
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You shall not lie in sacred ground |
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The time has come to meet your Maker |
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Down on earth, they heard no sound |
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Your evil is for ever, |
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"You shall hang," said the judge. |
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All earthly life in you has ceased. |
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He tried to call out to the Maker |
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On no earthly soil he fell |
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The Maker motioned all around |
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He felt his soul dragged down to Hell |
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He saw the man that he had murdered |
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People he had pained on earth |
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Of reincarnate souls returning |
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No hope for his rebirth |
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"You shall hang", said the Maker, |
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For your presence on our planes, |
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Is no use for those who wish to rest in peace. |
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Your evil is for ever, |
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"You shall hang", said the Maker |
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"You shall hang. |
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You shall hang. |
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You shall hang." |
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"You shall hang", said the Maker, |
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For your presence on our planes, |
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Is no use for those who wish to rest in peace. |
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Your evil is for ever, |
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"You shall hang", said the Maker |
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"You shall hang. |
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You shall hang. |
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You shall hang." |