Last Rites Lyrics
with his eyes closedas he thinks of eternitythe last meal served on silver platesleft a taste of cold steelhis memories haunt himthough what's pastis so far awayhe's drowning in fear of deathbut does anyone give a damnfirst light of the morningwill witness his fallat the end of a rope he'll hangfeeding the crowsas he walks to the gallow's polethe priest reads his last ritestwelve feet to the groundthere's just six more to gofirst light of the morningwill witness his fallat the end of a rope he'll hangfeeding the crowsfrom the end of the gallowto the land of the deadhe's joined with the hallowedin the land of the dead
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