Lyrics from Francois Villon's poem Epitaph: Ballad of the Hanged Men (1489)
lyrics
Brothers who yet are living mortal men
speak not of us with wrath and bitter tongue
since if your souls for us are filled with pain
the more will gods grace fall your hearts among
you see us here upon the gallows, hung
as dust and ashes now our bleached bones be
let no man than our hideous shapes decry
but pray that god may show us all mercy
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