I'm waiting in my cold cell When the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life And it doesn't have much time It's just by the clock They tip in to the gallows Oh, yeah The signs of time For me are running low I'm waiting in my cold cell Running in my cold cell I'm the brace of the wreck of the last stretch Kicking off on a march of the last stretch I'm the world that has come and it roams with me Can it be that the sun's still up there? Time to start the semantics, too Is it really the end? I'm suffering in vain So I depend on it that I'm dreaming Learning that it's love I'm screaming Words that scare me and then dare to speak It's the perfect way I've been playing After all, I'm not afraid of dying Should I believe that never is an end? I'm waiting in my cold cell When the bell begins to chime I've begun my turn of the conduct Somebody cries to myself God be with you, there's a God Why's he let me go? Is it one of my lessons? Before me, I thought the end is dead I'm not sorry, catch my sword It's waiting to fly away Man, man, man, believe my story's done Don't worry now that I have gone Gone beyond to speak the truth again When you know that the time is close at hand Look again, you begin to understand Lifetime, it is just a, just a strange illusion Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmbirmimbir! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream for me, Birmimbimbir! Scream for me, Birmimbimbir! Scream for me, Birmingham! Scream! Hello, Believe me! Yeah!!! Hello, Believe me!!! Yeah!!! Scream! Again! Yeah!!!