2 year old song my mother taught me

Up to the gallows;

Now we are marching

Step

By step

We now approach our doom.

Somewhere tomorrow

We will be laying

Stretched out

Lifeless

Cold and bloody and dead.

Those gallows are waiting

Those sunsets are fading

Wooo, howl

Those gallows overhead

Ahhhhhhhh!

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