Artillery

Why will you deny the fact, that you have never won
When you play the final act – your fate has just begun
You're suffering from amnesia, forgotten what you did
But on the floor the corpses lie – a crime you did commit
1st degree – murder – straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree – murder – it'll be your final show
You must receive your punishment, as written by the law
Acceptin' what the jury said – you have to die you know
Tonight's the night you'll wait nomore, your final hours near
Behind the bars where you reside, reach out and touch the fear
You never noticed time could run, as fast as it does now
There's no excuse, no miracles, no where, no what, no how