Hang 'em High Lyrics

They tell me that I should go find Jesus, open up confess
all of my sins. But I don't even know that sorry bastard,
so why should I say anything to him. Tired of their
endless lie, some day I'll hang 'em high. A proper way
for them to die, some day I'll hang 'em high. They pray
for that poor old unbeliever, hope he will wake up and see the light. But I don't have no time for all those
losers, my lord will always be the darkest night.
Laughing at their meanings, spitting on their graves,
soon no one will be singing 'Jesus saves'. Tired of their
endless lie, today I'll hang 'em high. A proper way for
them to die, today I'll hang 'em high.

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