Three Steps To The Gallows

Fading into black Light slips through the cracks It's not my game to lose Or win A beggar don't get to choose No matter if I refuse The table's set Despite all my demands Marred by bloody hands Chaplain arrives hungry to ask Have you no hope at all? Do you really live with the thought That when you die, you die And nothing remains? Tenderest touch reach onward No response, no call from beyond What comes near will follow Haunting me, three steps to the gallows Fading into black Light slips through the cracks I don't care about heaven, hell or sin I go where a must, we all turn into dust In the end Before I disappear I dream the crowds will cheer To see me go tumbling down below A thunderous applause, as I fall into the jaws The hollow Tenderest touch reach onward No response, no call from beyond What comes near will follow Haunting me Three steps to the gallows