

As you stand there with the blind fold on
The man in black has his weapon drawn.

There is no reason why you should be scared
because you took the life, and everyone is flared.

As your last minutes tick away
You start to pray.

Maybe there will be no pain
Maybe you shouldn't have been so vein.

You start to hear the cheering of the crowd
The exocutioner's scream is loud.

You know this is end
You taste the red.

The blade exits thruogh your back
Black.
            Skullcrusher [Assault] '93
                                      
