Kill Hadlock Your pain excites the crowd As the flesh falls from your face Your lifeless body Hangs above the gallows Above the greatest fire Your life hangs in the balance Your audience awaits anxiously As the noose tears away at your neck Your spilled blood is measured in gallons With hatred I will not give you mercy I will not I will not give you mercy I will not Justice Dismantled limbs Mangled remains Hang before you Your exhausted body gives way No proper burial No proper burial Your life will be erased Your pain excites the crowd Your life will be erased Your pain excites the crowd As death comes over Your helpless body Your soul crosses over Your exhausted body gives way No proper burial Your life will be erased I am your executioner I Am Your Executioner I am your executioner, and you will kneel before me