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Final ShowWhy will you deny the fact, that you have never wonWhen 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 recieve your punishment, as written by the law Accepting what the jury said, you have to die you know 1st degree murder, straight to the chair you�ll go 1st degree murder, it�ll be your final show Tonight�s the night you�ll wait no more, your final hour�s near Behind the bars where you reside, reach out and touch the fear You never notice time could run, as fast as it does now There�s no excuse, no miracles, no where, no what, no how The chair awaits you silently, have you got any final words? A cigaret, a meal maybe? A ticket off this world A minister will ask you to confess to all your sins You ask him if he�s got a lifetime, the devil in you wins You went out to do your deed, the darkness in your mind The voices deep within your head, commands you to do crime Controlled by an unnamed source, from deep within yourself You�re just a schizophreniac, so may you rot in hell 1st degree murder, straight to the chair you�ll go 1st degree murder, it�ll be your final show The pardon that you hoped for, got stuck somewhere in time So now you�ve gotta take what�s coming, get punished for your crime So down the hallway you will go, to ride the chair of light The is your lead role, you�re the one, lights, camera, action |