Hang Him High

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Hypocrisy - Rock, In English

Hang Him High

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[Verse 1] Awaiting your sentence Locked up in your hell Your crime will now be tested By the jury representing death Bitterness inside you All you feel is hate Not for the vicious crime But the victims that you kept alive [Pre-Chorus] Incision, precision, remove the limbs The pulse beats on, but the body won't turn cold I stab, I drill, my intention's clear My hands, they squeeze, but the bastard won't die [Chorus] Hang him high No remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high Blood on your hands won't wash away Hang him high No remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high [Verse 2] Waiting on deathrow Staring at the walls Cell is closing up on me Memories I cannot defeat [Pre-Chorus] I stab, I drill, my intention's clear My hands, they squeeze, but the bastard won't die! [Chorus] Hang him high No remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high Blood on your hands won't wash away Hang him high No remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high [Bridge] A scarred, abused soul, try to cope with life Hiding in your twisted game He was dead before he started to feel alive Now justice will take its toll Take its toll Go! [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Hang him high No remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high Blood on your hands won't wash away Hang him high No remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high Hang him high!

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Credits

Writers
  • Peter Tägtgren