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Hangman
- Roy Harper & Jimmy Page -

Whatever Happened To Jagula (1985)

 

Last night I wasn't sleeping
I knew it was my last
I'd just been lying thinking
Reliving all my past

My family and friends have left
My children are all lost
And now I'm standing in the death cell
As the times of sands fall fast

My poor heart it is thumping
My head is filled to flood
To feel the rope around my neck
And know it's there for good

I know that I am innocent
But no one's understood
And now I'm standing on the gallows
To be murdered in cold blood

We are creatures of darkness
Killers of time
Creatures of darkness
Bodies in lime

Oh hangman, oh hangman
How sleepless is your bed
I can't believe my own ears
My heart is full of lead

That you'd apply and get the job
Of pulling off my head
And leave me kicking in the darkness
Covering the walls with blood

Oh hangman, oh hangman
You're working in the shade
Oh creatures of the jungle
Whose message is displayed

In graphic tones of blood revenge
All down the civil blade
And you're the creepy little monkey
Who murders to be paid

In about six minutes time
I'll be thrown into the lime
By the screws who dug my grave
And never felt ashamed

Who threw me in still breathing
And covered me in slime
And put me on a map
in the governors office
A number with no name

We are creatures of darkness
Bodies in lime
We are creatures of darkness
Killers of time

And true as I stand here
I'd wished to be untied
The repose lies clean at your throat
My death might somehow be justified

There's no unconsecrated ground
In my heart or in my mind
I lived and died in a world full of snakes
And I'm buried in a vicious lie

We are creatures of darkness
Killers of time

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