Life on death row |
THE CHAMBER I’ve had my day before the court Remorse now plagues my every thought Guilty the verdict they just read My blood they seek, they want me dead. Condemned to die, my sentence due This concrete hell without a view Behind these bars, a quiet respect For in our minds we're all in debt Slowly now I fade away As if in vain I try to pray God has turned his back on me The hell I face, no mystery... The silence is piercing, yet another goodbye To the chamber he goes, he tries not to cry They strap him down, a prayer is read Ten minutes later, they declare him dead. His body removed, his possessions replaced His mother looks down, solemn and disgraced Quietly she sits, contemplating her loss The life that he wasted, came at a cost. Heartbroken and worn, she quickly departs The shame that she feels, rips her apart Knowing all this, my own comes to mind No stay of execution, I've run out of time. The day has come, today it’s me The chamber and I, we share a history It claimed my father, my mother too Now it’s time I pay my due. Slowly I walk, four guards by my side My final destination comes into sight. The table and straps, the cold rested steel Laid out in front, I find my last meal Slowly I savour every last bite Knowing full well this is the night Tomorrow an illusion One I won’t see Too all that I’ve wronged Please forgive me |