I’m waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime… Ayma wueitin’ in may kold cel wuen da bel’ biguins tu chaim
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn’t have much time… Reflektin’ on ma’ pas’ laif an’ it dasent jav mach taim
‘Cause at 5 o’clock they take me to the Gallows Pole… Coz at faiv oclok dey teik mi tu de Galous Poo’ (yiea)
The sands of time for me are running low… De sands of taim fo’ mi ar’ ranin’ looo’ (ranin’ looo’, yie, yiee)

When the priest comes to read me the last rites… Wuen de priist k’m tu riid mi de last raits
I take a look through the bars at the last sights… ‘ Teik a luuk tru’ de bars at de last sai’ts
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me… Of a wuorld dat ‘as goon verry wruon’ for mei

Can it be that there’s some sort of an error… Can it bi dat deerz som sort of an erro’
Hard to stop the surmounting terror… Jard tu estap de sermauntin’ terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream?… Is it riily di en’ nat som’ creizy dreem?

Somebody (please) tell me that I’m dreaming… S’bady tel mi da’ ay’ driimin’
It’s not easy to stop from screaming… Its not iisy tu estap from escriimin’
But words escape me as I try to speak… Bot wuords eskeip mi ‘sa tshray tu espiik
Tears (they) flow but why am I crying?… Tiers flou bot wuay am ay crayin’?
After all I am not afraid of dying… After ol aym nat afrei’ of dayin’
Don’t I believe that there never is an end, oh, God?… Dont ay biliiv dat deer never is an end, oh, Ga’?

As the guards march me out to the courtyard… ‘S de gards mark mi aut tu de kertyiar’
Someone calls from a cell “God be with you”… Somwuan cols from a cel “Gad bi wuit yiu”
If there’s a God (then) why has he let me go?… If deerz a Gad wuay’s ‘i let mi gou?

As I walk (all) my life drifts before me… As ay wuok may laif drifts bifor mi
And though the end is near I’m not sorry… An’ dou’ di en’ is nier aym not sorry
Catch my soul ‘cause it’s willing to fly away… Catch may soul coz its wuilin’ tu flay awuey

Mark my words believe my soul lives (on)… Mark may wuords biliiv may soul liivs, on
Don’t worry now that I have gone… Dont wuorry no’ daray jav goon
I’ve gone beyond to seek the truth… Ayv goon biyon’ tu siik de trutd

When you know that your time is close at hand… Wuen yiu nou da’ yio’ taim is clous at jan’
Maybe then you’ll begin to understand… Meybi den yiul biguin tu andersten’
Life down there is just a strange illusion… Laif daun deer is yos’ a estren’ iluushooon

Scream for me (name of the city)… Escriim for mi (nombre de la ciudad)

Yeah, yeah, yeah,… Yie, yie, yiee
Hallowed be Thy name… Jelou’ bi da’ nei’
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Hallowed be Thy name… Jelou bi da’ neeeeeeeeee….

Writer(s): Stephen Percy Harris
Copyright: Imagem London Ltd.