The Hangman's Body Count

Hear his boots and see

The figure dressed in black

Echoes of him have been heard

Spiritually he's all intact

Guided by the raven since his eyes don't see

Hear him drag the rope

That goes up to the hangman's tree

The wind calls your name

Get out of your bed

Go out to the rail's

The window will leave

Just when we prevail

The hangman is here

You smell the rain

And as you walk the final dirt

Pictures of them grabs my past

But not forgotten in this world

See the valley turn to darkness on your way

The only friend you have is

Dangling at the gallows end

The wind calls your name

Get out of your bed

Go out to the rail's

The window will lead

Just when we prevail

The hangman is here

Put on the rope

You knew the day was coming

Say your prayers once more;

You are a part of the Hangman's Body Count

Hear his boots and see

The figure dressed in black

Echoes of him have been heard

Spiritually he's all intact

The wind calls your name

Get out of your bed

Go out to the hills

The wind will lead

Just when we prevail;

The hangman is here

Put on the rope

You knew the day was coming

Say your prayer once more;

You are a part of the Hangman's Body Count