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♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ The shadow of the news crew law A sundial of the time The prisoner had left to live A self-inflicted crime ♪ To pay with death for pain he gave To those he soon will meet The rope hung loosely round his neck The devil at his feet ♪ You shall hang, said the judge, For your presence here on earth Is no use for those who wish to rest in peace Your evil lives forever You shall hang, said the judge, You shall hang, you shall hang, you shall hang ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ The hangman checked the rope For where the prisoner was afraid The preacher softly prayed To our Lord his soul to save ♪ The blindfold placed around his eyes An unlit funeral pyre The hangman pulled the lever He heard the blast through fire ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ He tried to call out to the maker On no earthly song he found To make a motion all around He felt his soul drag down to hell ♪ He saw the man that he had murdered The people he had pained on earth A reincarnate soldier No hope for his deliverer ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ You shall hang, said the maker For your presence here on earth No use for those who wish to rest in peace Your evil is forever, you shall hang Said the maker, you shall hang You shall hang You shall hang ♪ applause