Execution Day

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 And 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 the 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 a sentence on me Is it any wonder heaven's racked with thunder? And 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 hands 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 a light that'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 Execution day