Execution Day

Meat Loaf

Album: Meat Loaf - Hits Durasi: 6:31

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

And 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

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Voices like the 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 a sentence on me

Is it any wonder heaven's racked with thunder?

And all of my dreams go under like the pourin' rain

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Whose blood on whose hands?

Where's the promises they preached for this land?

Standin' there with bibles

Clutched in their hands

Whose blood on whose hands?

Whose blood, whose hands?

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Father my hands are shakin'

I see a light that's breakin'

Show me the way to set my soul free

I hope it rains on me

Let it rain on me

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