Dawn's first light drowned in the mist
I gaze into the rain, which seems endless
Death uttered my name in the night
This morning, she shall come for me

The darkened procession begins their march, always forward
The woods seem to weep as the sinner walks forth

Upon the hill, the crowd stands solemn
Like vultures, here for the flesh
Empty and lifeless are their eyes
So hungry for the song of bone
The rain keeps on pouring down
Oh, how I would love to see the Sun
Just for that one last time
Rope and hood deny my wish

With one swift move, my world turns black
Final dance alone with the northern winds

I told you, here you will die, the gallows' promise