Beneath the moon's
Pale, ghostly light
In shadows deep
A somber night
The gallows stand
A grim abode
Where justice wields
Its heavy load

A callous creak
Of ancient wood
As footsteps approach
None understood
The condemned soul
In silence, waits
To face its doom
Sealed by the fates

The crowd assembles
Whispers low
Their faces masked
In sorrow's throes
For life and death
They intertwine
As time itself
In solemn line

The hangman's noose
A deadly dance
A final chance
To plead, perchance
The Gallows Call
A chilling song
Of right and wrong
Where souls belong

In darkness
Hope begins to fall
As echoes fade
The gallows call
A haunting tale
Of pain and sin
Where life and death
Forever spin