My head's to the stone / The executioner's coming My sins stand alone / Soon my blood will be running Save my soul / From the path that awaits me His blade will crack the stone / And darkness will wake me Fight the dead / Or tomorrow they'll take you Away to the hills / Where they laugh as they break you Live in sin / And play with the damned You'll fight with the beast, and eat at the feast, before you become a man Shed the tears / Of the Angels who want you Taste the fears / Of the devils who haunt you Rape the dead / Make love to the living They'll take all you have / Until you stop giving Many times, the sound of the dead Has rung through the hills, still rings through my head Dry your eyes of the tears you're creating Say goodbye, the hangman is waiting Feel the end, ice to the bone His task is done, the hangman goes home