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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Face your day, final judgement is passed today
In cell, cold sweats, no remorse no regrets
For the crimes commit, violent passions reliving it
Every breath that was heard was the final word

Another life just passing by, on the mind when the convict fries

Trapped in your cell, but really a living hell
Final hour it begins, soul under your skin
There's a priest at the door, who could ask for any
Speaks your last - Last rights, now you're gone just the light

nowhere for you to run
Living under the gun, to god

Another just passing by
What's on the mind when the fries ?
Such a way to die

Christ comes to call, your time to take your fall
Start your walk to the chair, hell awaits - You soon be
Never mind what you see, just an offering to thee
Tape your - No sight, now your gone just like the light

There's for you to run
under the gun

I on the chairs of my past
How one it will be the last
Father, son, ghost
me to hell, where I will roast
Church pew, school desk, waiting rooms, I
Complications arise from attempted suicide
So I start a klling spree that led me to this
Noone's left who cares as I fry in the chair