Hang Him High-Hypocrisy

[00:26.85]Awaiting your sentence [00:29.18]Locked up in your hell [00:31.50]Your crime will now be tested [00:33.78]By the jury representing Death [00:36.46]Bitterness inside you [00:38.85]All you feel is hate [00:41.48]Not for the vicious crime [00:43.45]But for the victims you kept alive [00:46.39]Incision, precision, remove the limps [00:51.10]The pulse beats on, the body won't turn cold [00:55.87]I stab, I drill, my intention's clear [01:00.63]My hands they squeeze, but the bastard won't die [01:07.83][01:08.63]No remorse for the crimes you've done [01:12.33][01:12.39]Blood on your hands won't wash away [01:52.83]Waiting on deathrow [01:55.33]Staring at the walls [01:57.93]The cell is closing up on me [01:59.85]Memories I can't defeat [02:02.74]I stab, I drill, my intention's clear [02:07.45]My hands they squeeze, but the bastard won't die [02:14.55]No remorse for the crimes you've done [02:19.22]Blood on your hands won't wash away [02:31.68]A scarred and abused soul [02:33.50]Tries to cope with life [02:36.53]Hiding in your twisted game [02:40.98]He was dead before he started to feel alive