The Hangman's Song Lyrics

Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust
And we will be judged one last time -
You, your son and me.

The days will turn black, you soon will see.
Soon we'll all be swinging from a tree.
Pray your neck breaks when a rope gets tight.
Pray your mother isn't there to see.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

We will all be standing in a row.
Fires of death chewing at our shoes
And we'll all be wearing navy blue.
All our earthly goods we'll also lose.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

Armageddon time is coming soon.
The fires will turn us all into dust.
And we will be judged one last time.
You, your son and me.

Ooooh, ooooh, woe is me.
The state has put a date on me.

-written down by Lethit