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'Convicted of High Treason!'
That's the sentence they recite
You have given them reason
To kill you and to do it right!

Hang you 'til you're nearly dead
Divide your guts, take off your head
Pull apart until you spread
It's time to get -

Hanged, Drawn & Quartered!

Feel the noose getting tighter
Crushing down upon your neck
Vision starts getting darker
But it isn't your time yet
Opened up like a tin can
Just one cut more that's what you need!
'Slice the flesh of the Madman!'
They scream and laugh at their deeds...

Hang you 'til you're nearly dead...

Hanged, Drawn & Quartered!

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