Meat Loaf Lyrics

Album: Blind Before I Stop

Execution Day Lyrics

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 'n 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, execution day (execution day, execution day)

 Execution day, execution day

 Voices 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

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

 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

 Whose blood, whose hands

 Execution day, execution day

 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