Builders And The Butchers (The)
The Gallows
Go down to the gallows at midnightwith silk drape to cover your faceGo down to the gallows, they'll soon take my lifeand lay your eyes over the placeHere comes the priest and the propheta cold, steel floor on my feetI hope that you've come down to see meif a dyin' boy's wish of releaseHere stands the man dressed in black nowand he says with a trembling sigh,"do you have any words or requests now?just tell me, please, before you die."Go down to the gallows at midnightwith silk drape to cover your faceGo down to the gallows, they'll soon take my lifeand lay your eyes over the placeGo down to the gallows at midnightwith silk drape to cover your faceGo down to the gallows, they'll soon take my lifeand lay your eyes over the placemy eyes are alive in this place
From Letras Mania