Guillotine Dream

One step in front of the other The clock wasting minutes away Slowly counting the hour That determines my destiny In this place I wait looking at the stares Not a kind of face among them and no one cares They all think I deserve this and I probably do The blade smiles at me for it knows the truth I take my place on the throne of Martyrs and Sinners Martyrs and Sinners It's falling, falling, and slicing through Removing me from myself For the final time I see now That I desrve much, much worse I am the serpent's head and I must be severed I am the serpent's head and I must be severed Nothing for me but their cold hard gaze My heart welcomes death's warm embrace I take my place on the throne of Martyrs and Sinners Martyrs and Sinners Give me no last words Give me no last meal Just give me sweet, sweet death Make my worst fears real I've done all that I can This is out of my hands Don't ask me to forgive and I won't ask to live No more steps and no more time The blade, it falls, and ends this life As the faves fade And life... It flashes by Fills with lies and hate My demise has arrived Falling downward in time These walls speak of my hell His vengeful eyes say to me, "My son, you have served me well." I am the serpent's head and I have been severed