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I'm waitAming in my cold cellF, when the bell begCins to chime. Am Reflecting on my Fpast life and it doCesn't have much timeAm. F'Cause at 5 o'clock they Ctake me to the Gallows Ampole, FThe sands of time Cfor me are running Amlow.
AmWhen the priest comes to read me the last rites, CI Ftake a look through the bars at the last sights, DOfC a world that has gone very wrong for me. A A A F AmCan it be that there's some sort of error. CHaFrd to stop the surmounting terror. DIsC it really the end, not some crazy dream?A A A F
AmSomebody please tell me that I'm dreaming, FIt's not so easy to stop from screaming, CBut words escape me when i try to speak.A A A F AmTears flow but why am I crying, FAfter all I'm not afraid of dying. CDon't I believe that there never is an end.A A A F
AmAs the guards march me out to the courtyard, FSomebody cries from a cell "God be with you". CIf there's a God then why has he let me go?A A A F
AmAs I walk all my life drifts before me, FThough the end is near I'm still not sorry. CCatch my soul, it's willing to fly away.A A A F
AmMark my words believe my soul lives on. FDon't worry now that I have gone. CI've gone beyond to see the truth.
AmWhen you know that your time is close at hand. FMaybe then you'll begin to understand, CLife down here is just a strangeillusion A A A F Am Em F
AYeaAmh, YDeahC, YCeahF...D HaCllowed Be Thy Name