Hangman's Knot
de These Are They
By moonlight we ride, with task at hand
Shrouded faces of white, creating fear
Hunting for the oneknown as mortimer
For this night we bring death along with us
No place on earth where you can hide
There's no escaping the hangman's knot
Our dogs will find you, they have your scent
The smell of the devil's blood
Lynch mob is closing in
Outside the law, we travel alone
An anonymous tip, your time is near
Enjoy your meal, it will be your last
The reaper awaits your soul this day
No place on earth where you can hide
There's no escaping the hangman's knot
Our dogs will find you, they have your scent
The smell of the devil's blood
Lynch mob is closing in
The door is smashed, fear fills the room
Guns drawn with malice intent
A vicious beating, now breaks you down
The posse's reward for a job well done
Our dogs have found you, your dragged through town
A trail of the devil's blood, a celebration in your wake
Your head is bagged, your body dragged
Wild laughter from a lawless clan
Prepare the hanging tree, the knot is tied
Your final stop, this is where you die!
The rope is tightened around your neck
Upon this steed you await your death
The time is now, with justice served
With a calming silence, the horse is whipped
The lynch mob roars, your body drops
The neck in snapped, mortimer is dead! A
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