Guillotine Dream

One step in front of the other
The clock wasting minutes away
Slowly counting the hour
That determines my destinyIn this place I wait
Looking at the stares
Not a kind of face among them
And no one caresThey all think I deserve this
And I probably do
The blade smiles at me
For it knows the truthTake my place on the throne of
Martyrs and sinners
Martyrs and sinners
Take my place on the throne of
Martyrs and sinners
Martyrs and sinnersIt's falling, falling and slicing through
Removing me from myself
For the final time I see now
That I deserve much, much worseI am the serpent's head
And I must be severed
I am the serpent's head
And I must be severedNothing for me
But their cold hard gaze
My heart welcomes
Death's warm embraceTake my place on the throne of
Martyrs and sinners
Martyrs and sinners
Take my place on the throne of
Martyrs and sinners
Martyrs and sinnersGive me no last words
Give me no last meal
Just give me sweet, sweet death
Make my worst fears realI've done all I can
This is out of my hands
Don't ask me to forgive
And I won't ask to liveNo more steps
And no more time
The blade, it falls
And ends this lifeAs the faces fade
And life, it flashes by
Fills with lies and hate
My demise has arrivedFalling 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 must be severed
I am the serpent's head
And I must be severed