Deceased The Hanging Soldier
Between life and death there is something more that
each of us will view,
And when the moment is right for your death to arrive,
Then it will come looking for you,
And as in this tale to follow now it's never too late
to die,
For the story of what did happen to one may truly twist
your mind,
Clutched within the hangman's noose a man swings in the
air,
For in the grip of total war death is quick and most
unfair,
For on the grounds of northern state sat the southern
man to die,
With a choking rope placed 'round his neck he enters
into his mind,
Run, run! Runaway you want innocence and life,
Far, far faraway you must leave this place or die,
He prayed for all his loved ones and that God would
bring him home,
As the hangman sneered and watched him suffer,
He knew his time and come,
But he found himself now falling down to the water that
sat below,
For the rope had snapped and cheated death,
Giving him a chance to run,
So run, run! Runaway back to innocence and life,
Far, far faraway fromthis place you were to die,
You are the hanging soldier the one who cheated death,
By name the hanging soldier alive, but will it last?
You are the hanging soldier answered prayers have set
you free,
By name the hanging soldier but a false world's what
you see,
Eyes seeing sights...of peace not war,
Dying processed mind...it slowly fails you,
Sights seeing lies...of peace not war,
Dying processed sights, hallucinations! The man has
died!
Yes it is sad how the story does end,
As we return once again to the noose,
For from a dangling rope with a neck that is broke,
Was the soldier who died all too soon!
