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Tekster: Tankard. Death Penalty.

Democratic nations continue executing muredreres
Innocents youths and victims of racist justice.
The death penalty doesn't deter
Doesn't satisfy, doesn't add up - all is does is kill

I feel the noose get tight
Feel the injection needle
The gas is choking me
O god, my flesh is burning

I'm alone in a cell, doctor checked, I'm alive and well
Got a lunch a la carte, 'cos tonight I'm going to hell

Four long years they've been killing me
Every day hope and desperation
Will it be today? Did I get a stay?
I'm guilty...does it help to pray...no, no, I'm innocent

Death penalty
On death row, I'm death but still alive
Death penalty
What is it like, when every day's your last?
Manis, crazy, wired, hopeless, crying, tired
Prison personel always wear a smile

Priest tells me "Son, this is a best way"
If God's love then why crucify?
Blinded by the flesh of the media
A final portrait of the beast before the slaughter's one


Death penalty
On death row, I'm death but still alive
Death penalty
What is it like, when every day's your last?
Manis, crazy, wired, hopeless, crying, tired
Prison personel always wear a smile

Shaven clean, electrodes sucked tight
Want to scream, but I'm paralyzed
Electricity tearing through my veins
The path is ripping me apart, but I'm not dead just yet

Death penalty
On death row, I'm death but still alive
Death penalty
What is it like, when every day's your last?
Manis, crazy, wired, hopeless, crying, tired
Prison personel always wear a smile

Death penalty
On death row, I'm death but still alive
You don't now what is like, when every day's death penalty