The Last Hangman

Your northern soul So filthy and so corrupt The noose wrapped so tight around the throat And those sweaty palms That lay upon the corpse like a call to arms That lay upon the corpse like a call to arms A call to arms A call to arms A call to arms Albert shows no reprieve Albert shows no reprieve Albert shows no reprieve Albert shows no reprieve And her pretty eyes, dangerous and deluded led to his demise And for each man and woman hung The last hangman's morality sung Like I've said For each man and woman hung The last hangman's morality sung For each man and woman hung The last hangman's morality sung Take them to the stocks And leave them to rot Take them to the stocks And leave them to rot Take them to the stocks And leave them to rot, to rot, to rot Help the poor struggler's last orders ring Pierrepoint's code of what's right and what's wrong clash and they cling Here sails the ship of the hangman's legacy Heading just north of the port of moral reclamation Albert Pierrepoint's desired destination Take them to the stocks And leave them to rot Take them to the stocks And leave them to rot Take them to the stocks And leave them to rot, to rot, to rot Albert shows no reprieve Albert shows no reprieve Albert shows no reprieve Albert shows no reprieve And for each man and woman hung The last hangman's morality sung