Dead man walking, sentence handed down
The slam of the gavel is the only sound
Never was a king, never wore no crown
His fate now sealed
Here he comes crawling on his hands and knees
Begging for mercy and leniency
But he ellicits no sympathy
Numbered days
He never thought he’d see the day
When his thin facade would be stripped away
His crimes exposed for all to see
Well the verdict’s in and now he’ll be
The dead man walking
Sitting all alone in his concrete cell
Trying not to think of how hard he fell
Knowing damn well he’s going straight to hell
And he’ll sleep soon
Come in this room, boy, just sit still
We’ve come to deliver the people’s will
Cinching down the straps now, how does that feel?
The clock ticks down
He never thought it would be like this
As he turns his hands into clenched fists
Preparing for his end of days
And waiting for his light to fade
The dead man falling
They pull the switch and now it’s done
And all his thought turn into one
Of all his criminality
The voltage hits and now he’ll be
The dead man
Lyrics and music: Ian Eric