Act I

Executed for something that you've never done

Your life has barely even just begun

You swear every last one would pay

You promise to return from the Grave

As a man of religion you will die

But the promise of God is lies

Your faith was given all in vain

Hope - mere illusion in your brain

Free from grace of Holy Rest

Absolute nocturnal death

Soon lie in the grave awaiting those to be repaid

The trial - how long you have waited for this day

Guilt is what you hope they won't say

But luck forgot your name this day!

Sent to Death

Die

No delay

Now in your grave you rot, deep inside your cemetary plot

Your epitaph spells out lies, as a friend looks down and cries

Break the brace of certain death, return from your

eternal rest

Strike out from your very grace, soon they all will be repaid

As you rot awaiting your great transition

Patience is a virtue in this plight

Hell's price for rebirth and reprisal

Long awaited

Many Full Moon nights

Act II

Now the time has ended, your corpse has fallen to dust

Your Blessed Death the jury's invitation

For you're falsified unjust

Now you'll gain the satisfaction of your unrelenting thirst

But the Hell that's expected now a violence getting worse

Act III

My soul is reborn with hatred and scorn

For vengeance of death and not prison

Beware of my toll I'll torture your soul

From the Black of Hell I have risen

The jurors die in cold blood in their bed

For the verdict that left me dead

And for the lawyer the went unsaid

A pathetic man from Havard now dead

The judge will be torn at his seams

For the hammer that smashed my dreams

Now they're all here in Hell

They learned a lesson I can tell-acap