Tell me your plans, hangman I built these gallows for you My mind, so full of rights I am your judge, your jury, too You are not martyrs to freedom Wasting away by the road Miles and miles of destruction I bring to your cause Give me your eyes, hangman You've got no use for them now Tie me with reason and guilt Make these cold hands feel warm Hear but my deeds are a blessing Run, I can run, I can run Over the books and the learning I stumble upon Listen with mouth open wonder Lose, I can lose, I can lose These four walls crumble as I cannot live by the rules So I call up my hounds Come along for a ride And if you want to swing in trees Refuse to live upon your knees And you will never need to hide