Headless body walks idly in despair In search of life Accident unfortunate for deceased Victim of the night Incision disconnecting the brain Pattern from the spinal cold Intelligence drained from the base of the skull Lingering emotions, sensation last The void now your future, yet life has just passed Execution's hooded head Chopping Block Blues Incriminating evidence Unbelieving souls of the almost dead Think of last words that might have been said Explicit danger mounts, wipe clean the slate Fall in tumbling motion, the basket awaits Monstrous steps seem enormous When at the top Peering forth keel down to the altar of death Adrenaline rushes towards the final peak Disgusting agony Cold steel slices through your neck Lingering emotions, sensation last The void now your future, yet life has just passed Execution's hooded head Chopping Block Blues Incriminating evidence Unbelieving souls of the almost dead Think of last words that might have been said Explicit danger mounts, wipe clean the slate Fall in tumbling motion, the basket awaits The outstretched necks of many around Primordial instincts fighting they stay alive Chained and shackled in dungeons underground Decapitation is the way that you must die Pieces of flesh swing loosely in the breeze Bits of something that once was life Eyes bulge out Brains being crushed Right through your face Then you will die! Watching through eyes that know The feeling of death The mind shrieks in pain endless period of time Slump heavily as one's head is Struck from their body Life as you know comes abruptly to a halt