I have a noose around my neck it is spun from my hopes and dreams the ones who wronged and now are choking me
The hanging man, I am not hanged to martyr's breath I must now cling until I face those who did this to me
On and on, I'm cursed to live cursed with life until I have done what must be done I am the man... Who would not die
They made these gallows from black light but the shining light of this truth will make them crumble and I will be free
To take back what once was mine and then from gallows of bright steel Hang them with the same rope they made for me
On and on, I'm cursed to live cursed with life until I have done what must be done
Hang them high with their own lies when their necks break then I have done what must be done I am the man... Who would not die
On and on, I'm cursed to live... I am the man who would not dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
