It shows it's scene without a choice It's looking eye is but a voice Reflecting sights that cause a time When helpless man begins to find The changing force of sinful ways The chilling thoughts of lonely days Now I sit with shaved hair My body's strapped, I fear this chair All right now... Fates a yell in times ever now One lives his life in quest of hope Seeing Speaking tells a tale Of how to live to each his own I scream, but ears have lost my sound I cannot breathe, I'm gagged and bound A crime of hate I have to bear... A fear of death This electric chair The twisting winds of death unfold My body slumps... I'm damp and cold Place my mind with nurtured needs Upon the lawn of fertile seeds Let me speak with lips sewn shut Of things I've done in mortal state I cannot scream so no one hears me They dare not look they show their fears My windows there the scenes the same. I'm not here they've lost my name