Execution - Winterhorde

«For crimes against the Spanish Court

You are condemned to death by hanging!»

Morning dressed in black

The Hangman wears his robe

Soon I’ll die, but no regrets

He will pay for all

(The things he’s done, in heaven)

The crowd demands the show

Main actor’s on the scaffold

Waiting for his turn

Mob desires for blood

The testament is done

Soon he says his final words

The wait is over

Drummers' tap and curtains on

Kill in the name of pride

Take your fear aside

Even if you die

At execution

Evening dressed in black

The hangman drinks his rum

The gypsy died with no regrets

He has paid for all

(The things he’s done in hell)

The ship’s about to sail

Away from goddamned shores of Spain

But ocean will decide…

Who will leave (sic) and who will die