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)   (Solo)   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