Execution Day

I stare in the mirror
 My eyes refuse to blink 
Sympathy for me 
Hell I can't even think 
Send for the iceman 
My temperature is startin' to rise 
I've heard it before 
I know the truth from the lies 
Is it any wonder heaven's racked with thunder 
And all of my dreams go under like the fallin' rain 
Execution day
Voices that hover like locusts
 Keep smothering me
 Twisting and turning my senses like a
Cyclone at sea
 Don't touch me now
 Won't let you crucify me
 You ain't no damn jury
 You can't pass no sentence on me
 Is it any wonder
 Heaven's racked with thunder
 All of my dreams go under 
Like the pourin' rain
 Execution day
 Execution day
 Execution day
 Execution day
Whose blood on whose hands
 Where's the promises they preached for
 This land
 Standin' there with bibles
 Clutched in their hand
 Whose blood on whose hands
 Whose blood on whose hands
 Father my hands are shakin'
 I see the light, it's breakin'
 Show me the way to set my soul free
 I hope it rains on me
 Let it rain on me
 Execution day
Execution day
Execution day
Execution day