[ Execution ] Poem by Garathe Den

Putting my neck out on the line
Underneath the guillotine
Execution exhibition
Welcoming hostilities
Crowded, calloused audience
Applauding the facilities
Knock-on-wood, the lever flung
To greet responsibilities

Tied up, at the stake
Smoke-break, I've had enough
Bindings, feel the sting
Blood-flow, cut off at the cuff
Heating, at my feet
Enemies, all huff and puff
Wicker-man, now I stand
Igniting to be more abrupt

Back against the wall
Blindfolded to the firing squad
Lies and accusations
Cocked and readied in their espionage
Waiting for the cannonballs
Weary to how they'll respond
Ready, aim, fire
Moment's volley cease to rattle on

Lethal this injection
Coursing through my veins
With the chains of hostility
Going through growing pains
Got an audience watching me
Convulsing in my shame
Paralyzed with poison eyes
That I just cannot claim

Got me situated
Made this chair into a bond
Didn't have a final word
All set to turn the power on
Now I know we all know Edison
But Tesla was beyond
I'm about to feel the power
Now I'll go say hello to God

Everyone has got a stone
Now stretching out their arms
Hiding all their sins
While they justify my harm
Jumping to their judgements
Sounding the alarm
Watch you cast the first stone
As I'm turning on the charm

Time to turn the valve
Hear the hissing of the gas
Lefty-loosey, righty-tighty
And I'm trying not to gasp
Eyes sting, nose bleeding
Body seizing at the clasp
Trying to hold my vomit in
As I am a man of class

They say they want to hang me
But they won't use the noose
Instead, they've got some nails
Set to hammering them through
But what am I to do
Know, this isn't what I'd choose
Executions all around me
There are so many ways to lose

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