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 like locusts keep smothering me

Twistin' and turnin' 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 sentence on me



Is it any wonder, heaven's racked with thunder

and 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



[Instrumental bridge]



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