You see the man in the mirror
You can't see through his disguise
Remember that face in his hand
As he holds on in wild eyes [?]
Chopped down the old weeping willow
It's seen a hangman fall
Deep down to the roots, there in lies the truth to desire [?]
In my life
See them run
In our time
The kingdom's come undone
Next in line
Who will be the next to carry on
Is there method in his madness
Once the madman's crossed the line
When his strength and beliefs become our legacy
Will you stiffen for all of mankind
Take the hood off the hangman
And see the face of us all
With your freedom of choice
Will you be the voice
With the blade of the axe when it falls
In my life
The freedom bells rung
When the death bell tones
The kingdom's come undone
The mirror sees you look away
Others speak their mind
Upon our shoulders, now will lay
The generation next in line
Is there method in his madness
Once the madman's crossed the line
When his faith and beliefs become our legacy
Will you stiffen for all of mankind
Take the hood off the hangman
And see the face of us all
With your freedom of choice
Will you be the voice
With the blade of the axe when it falls
In my life
See them run
In our time
The kingdom's come undone
In my life
The freedom bells rung
When the death bell tones
The kingdom's come undone