Song Lyrics
as i sit throughout my last sunrise
flies and rats accompany me here
as i sit throughout my last sunrise
The noon sun blinds me as i approach the gallows, flies and rats accompany me here
the noon sun blinds me as i approach the gallows
Counting on my last hours, framed for murder Scapegoat, his dining room table became his deathbed
Just before the rope swings taut, was sitting at peace when he was shot in the back Scapegoat, shackled and confined within this tiny cell
Framed for murder, another red skinned scapegoat
Although i am guiltless, although i am guiltless
Flimsy evidence supporting an airtight case, left to hang
the murder weapon misplaced
the last thing i perceive is the gasp of the crowd
a devilish stare i will never forget
was sitting at peace when he was shot in the back
His wife glared at me in the courtroom, so now i wait as the sun slowly rises
framed for murder
Left to hang, as the judge revealed his verdict, flimsy evidence supporting an airtight case
the noose has been set and the crowd has gathered
Framed for murder, framed for murder, left to hang
now it s overpopulated and infested
Pleading for forgiveness, this tiny island was called admiral when i first arrived
Flies and rats accompany me here, in another man s place Cryptopsy, framed for murder
I can only hear what they are doing to me, flies and rats accompany me here
i await punishment for a crime i did not commit
Pleading for forgiveness, shackled and confined within this tiny cell, eternal red skinned scapegoat
Now it s overpopulated and infested, left to hang, as the judge revealed his verdict
flies and rats accompany me here
I can only hear what they are doing to me, his wife glared at me in the courtroom
His dining room table became his deathbed, my hatred of diversity condemned me
shackled and confined within this tiny cell
the man they believed i killed
Another red skinned scapegoat, flimsy evidence supporting an airtight case, his dining room table became his deathbed
Framed for murder, just before the rope swings taut
So much that i can t see my family weeping at the back of the square, tied and bound with a burlap sack over my head, this tiny island was called admiral when i first arrived
another red skinned scapegoat
Shackled and confined within this tiny cell, fallen coincidentally to the bottom of the lake Cryptopsy, my hatred of diversity condemned me
The time has now arrived they are standing outside my chamber, the bars gleam moist with condensation, i can only hear what they are doing to me
so much that i can t see my family weeping at the back of the square
Tied and bound with a burlap sack over my head, the noose has been set and the crowd has gathered, pleading for forgiveness
Framed for murder, framed for murder
fallen coincidentally to the bottom of the lake
pleading for forgiveness