In that house there is no time for Compassion, there is only time for Confession and on his dying bed they asked him:
Do you confess? Do you confess?
And on his dying bed the dirty angels flying over him like buzzards asked him, Do you confess? Do you confess?
shshshshsh It's so cold It's so cold
shshshshs It's so cold It's so cold
Do you confess? Do you confess?
Who are you? Who are you?
Do you confess? Do you confess?
Yes, I confess Yes, I confess When they laugh at the trial of the innocent Yes, I confess Let them laugh at the trial of the innocent Swing swing Let them laugh at the trial of the innocent saying, "Here's the rope and there's the ladder," Coming for to carry me home. Yes, I confess
