Death smiles, I smile back
I know now there's no turning back around
They gather round
Pretense is made, yes, they're pretending
Unsatisfied stares pour through their eyes
Their wanting more than the stairs I'll climb
But maybe I'll curve the corner
Ride the spiral and watch the coroner
But for now, I'm in this moment
Waiting for the priests adornments
This slow motion, sideshow, circus of sinners
Linger, my eyes search through the crowd
Lo and behold, I see the winner
His loss won him his very own private death show
So, here we go...
The victims husband says...
You took my wife, my life, you took my all
Oh, but you fell and I hope you burn in hell
Inmate 01010 do you have any last words?
That I do
Here I sit, In limbo, Strapped down, Innocent
Yes, I'm saying I was framed
He killed his wife for loving me
And Though she never cheated
He just couldn't believe it
But, it's ok, I'll be back another day
Unlike you I know the way
Justice bears no weight on blind scales
Once again the system failed
So wear your mask, yes, wear it proudly
Pretend through your dying breath
Upon your death I hope you freeze in heaven
Memories attached to anything and everything
The Angry Chair Sings A Dark Melody
He's holding on for one more day
His grip is weak, the sentence pending...
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