The Executioner

I never was the picture of a model son

A crooked criminal they caught holding the gun

It got so hard to see the truth from all the lies

Slowly becoming more and more what I despise

I never should've left my foot inside the door

Never content and always craving something more

I feel the darkness closing in on every side

It's time for something deep inside of me to die

The executioner puts the cross upon my back

How beautiful, the breath that is my last

Start praying over me last rites

I'm giving up the ghost inside

I'm hanging on the nails I drive

This cross is where I come to die

And I've waited so long

This is the hill I'll die on

Start praying over me last rites

This cross is where I come to die

You're not allowed to see the cards against my chest

I never trust nobody with my wretchedness

So I sit and try to fight this fight alone

I fake allegiance, can't decide which side I'm on

So I scream, beat my head against the wall

Forget the walk, can't even crawl

I abuse the wounds that grace healed

You say you love me but it's hard to love myself

Let the hammer swing down

I've made my peace

Said my goodbyes

There's no eulogies

When this convict dies

My beautiful executioner

I've made my peace

Said my goodbyes

There's no eulogies

When this convict dies

I've made my peace

Said my goodbyes

There's no eulogies

Let the hammer swing down

I've made my peace

Said my goodbyes

There's no eulogies

This cross is where I come to die