He takes thirteen steps
He's got seventeen minutes left
It's called a quick and painless death
This breaking of the neck
Oh my god / what have we done?
The hood is placed
To hide the face
So that we can't see
The look in the eye of the life erased
Oh my god/ what have we done?
I do not take the lord's name in vain
May he have mercy upon your soul upon your pain
The conceit / the arrogance
And the hate / the contempt
And the rage / the revenge
On this world / his only defense
Oh my god / what has he done?
So an eye for an eye
& A tooth for a tooth
Within your song / your dark, dark song
You were harboring your truth
Oh my god / what have you done?
I do not take the lord's name in vain
The lord he giveth and the lord he taketh away
Witness welcome to the brouhaha
Brother men, who after us live on
Harden not your hearts against us
For if you have some pity on us poor men
The sooner god will show you mercy see less