I am the killer of killers.
How can I stop shaking in fear?
The prison walls are grey and dark.
And it is difficult to erase the sadness.

My legs feel like boulders.

My head is bowed and my face remains still.
You enjoy the gallows and I co to eat.
Hugging and kissing you gives me relief.
Inside your cell waiting for your last meal.

A priest for a sinner, let us pray today.
I'll be with you as you make your last way.
The trapdoor opens, the brain shuts down.
You'll be lead dead, and I'll co to eat.

My hands become colder.

A rope tight around the neck.
Soon silence falls in the cell.
A black hood that cannot be seen.
A hanging body that can't be felt.

My legs, my hands become boulders.

A rope tight around the neck.
Soon silence falls in the cell.
A black hood that cannot be seen.
A hanging body that can't be felt.