Only bird call dawn it disturbs morning silence.
You are sitting on the bed in your jail and looking out through barred window.
Your time has come.
Your last minute.
It´s time to die.
You are ready and unhopeful with everything without emotions.
You are waiting until they will come for you.
You can hear heavy boots in the hall.
They are not so far last quiver of fear.
The doors on the cell are opening.
It´s time to die !
It´s time to die !
The priest gives you last unction.
Your eyes are blinded by black strip.
It´s time to die !
It´s time to die !
Slowly walking they conduct you to the courtyard.
Everything became suddenly silent even the birds stopped singing.
Last order of the executioner five shots sounded the courtyard.
You knees are underminded and you are falling down on the ground.
