On the hours of execution A spiteful soul awaits his death Sobbing, he tries to tell them, that he wasn’t there Oh!... Psycho, how does it feel? Just think you’re about to die For the murders that you’ve committed The final judgment has been made Eight families will see their justice done Tears – from his pale blue eyes Can’t – mask hatred inside His fear – will not subside To death – he will succumb! Oh!... Psycho, now it’s time to go Just think, you’re gonna die We haven’t received the call We haven’t heard nothing yet The priest is here to give you your last rites The wages of sin is death (my son) You’ve gambled on your life I know it’s hard to see (my son) The light that shows the way! It’s the killer that’s kicking and screaming I don’t want to die (no, no!) Judge Cohegan – I’ll haunt from hell I’ll get you, I swear by my last words The wages of sin is death (my son) You’ve gambled on your life I know it’s hard to see (my son) The light that shows the way!