The footfalls echo then re-echo
Off the flagstones to this door
In my arms your pounding heart
Says I will wait for thee
Remember the words we heard
On the hill at Glastonbury tor
We knew this time would come
With the turning of the key
The door crashes open
One last look into your eyes
My wrists and ankles held
Are shackled one last time
Saying that I love you
I will go under open skies
It is they who are the wrongdoers
I have committed no crime
It was only words I said
Of peace and truth be shown
To spread the word
Is all that was spoken
Mindful of their masters
Hiding what should be known
Their doctrine kept concealed
A fabled ancient law was broken
Although in great faith
Some know what death awaits
A slow and painful one
Like not known before
Beaten along dark corridors
Hear the clanging of each gate
All bridges burning
With The closing of every door
Dragged out into the sunlight
Being read their last decree
A bodeful robed figure
Saying, repent, repent
What choice a humbled man
Held on bended knee
Promoting peace and goodness
Earthly time here spent
I can hear all movement
The swinging of the axe
Like the whispering wind
While still in shock
Courage is no option
Faith and fortitude are slack
A thousand thoughts are racing
Through my head upon this block
Some say that paradise
Waits upon last breath
Yet a fragment of a doubt
Can cloud the mind
So smile and bless all they
Who wish upon your death
The passing of their deeds
To them will not be kind
To think that more treasures
Could have been stored in heaven
Not mindful to hide them
In some darkened earthly vault
Always there is more to do
For all your brethren
Seeing them as they are
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