Do the innocent die differently from the guilty? I don't know.
But she's no more a witch than you are a wizard.
And if you take away her life, God will give you blood to drink
And it will be you who must answer for your mistakes.

Here we go, pals, round and round
When you die with a lie on your mouth does that lie make a sound?

I won't beg for forgiveness, I won't even try and stall
I'm confined in the dungeon of irons to wait for the call
I haven't got a thing against a man in this world anyhow
I hope nobody's got anything against me now

Here we go, pals, round and round
How do you pardon the crimes of an innocent man in the ground?

Here we go pals, round and round
When you die with a lie on your mouth does that lie make a sound?