Hand of doom has a grip on me, around my throat
The noose of society, and its deadly hold
My world melts away, drift towards my ending day
My life sacrificed, for what goddamn price

Condemned for my deed, so called wicked ways
Right at the stroke of 5, will they set my soul ablaze
The guard drags me to my trial, walking, chained, through the ailes
Judge say's "According to god, you will face the full penalty of law!"

Your offerings to the doomed
Where you go there is no light
Your offerings to the doomed
The price you pay is your life

I am, guilty though my heart does not see
I am, judged by their oblivious faith
I am, sentenced with false persecution
I am, no longer afraid to be

I forgive you for your misguided faith
But in the distance I see the flames, which will burn, burn like me

Misty morning comes to rise, the last I will see
The trees sway goodbye, the wind tries to blow me free
The children smile around me, the crowd starts to cheer
As I drift towards the executioner, the hellish world reappears

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