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Trapped in this prison awaiting my death |
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Condemned to die by draconian means |
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An eye for an eye is the rule of this land |
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But the victim in question did not die by my |
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Hand |
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A mockery of justice |
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Inequity |
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The murderer will live but I will die |
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Strapped to a chair unable to breathe |
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Other condemned have died before me |
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Constrained in the chair I saw fear in their eyes |
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The executioner smiled as he took their |
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Lives |
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Crushing their windpipes |
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Garroted |
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Throttled with iron they succumb to death |
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The Strangulation Chair |
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Constriction of the throat |
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No air for the lungs, no blood for the brain |
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A death I don't deserve |
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Blameless of this crime |
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Only I know this is true |
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The Strangulation Chair |
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The spinal column breaks |
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Then my life will cease, my final release |
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A death I have not earned |
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But still have to face |
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They are the murderers now |
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My day has come now it's my turn to die |
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Hands tied they lead me away |
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The executioner collars my neck |
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In terror I wait for my strangulation |
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my strangulation, my strangulation |
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[Solo: O'Brien] |
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Death |
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My mind slips to darkness |
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Unconscious forever |
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The crime they committed they will not know |
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The Strangulation Chair |
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Constriction of the throat |
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No air for the lungs, no blood for the brain |
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A death I don't deserve |
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Blameless of this crime |
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Only I know this is true |
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The Strangulation Chair |
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The spinal column breaks |
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Then my life will cease, my final release |
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A death I have not earned |
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But still have to face |
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They are the murderers now |
