The horizontal path and [?] signs
When the cars race to the top next to the narrow lights
The door on the left, it's the windmill's choice
[?] where the pimps kill girls and boys

No mention of the horror
No mention of the paint
As the early morning workers use [?]
To navigate the path to where they work
The streets are bouncing backwards where the workers burn

On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill

On Gallows Hill
There was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill
It's now a cemetery
On Gallows Hill
There was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill

[?] night
They dazzle so big
It's the leader of the murdered from the guillotine
Raising the sword and planting the seeds
Well, that road is fucking horrible
It gives me the creeps
His expression, it caught me, got all dark
I was skating up the bathroom with my stinking [?]
The sloping hill with the [?] strong
The council don't like it so they turn the lamps off

On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill

On Gallows Hill
There was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill
It's now a cemetery
On Gallows Hill
There was a guillotine
On Gallows Hill
On Gallows Hill