Artillery - Final Show lyrics
[Artillery - Final Show lyrics]
Why will you deny the fact
That you have never won
When you play the final act
Your fate has just begun
You're suffering from amnesia
Forgotten what you did
But on the floor the corpses lie
A crime you did commit
1st degree murder
Straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree murder, it'll be your final show
You must receive your punishment
As written by the law
Accepting what the jury said
You have to die you know 1st degree murder
Straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree murder, it'll be your final show
Tonight's the night you'll wait no more
Your final hour's near
Behind the bars where you reside
Reach out and touch the fear
You never notice time could run
As fast as it does now
There's no excuse, no miracles
No where, no what, no how
The chair await's you silently
Have you got any final words? A cigarette
A meal maybe? A ticket off this world
A minister will ask you to
Confess to all your sins
You ask him if he's got a lifetime
The devil in you wins
You went out to do your deed
The darkness in your mind
The voices deep within your head
Commands you to do crime
Controlled by an unnamed source
From deep within yourself
You're just a schizophrenic
So may you rot in hell
1st degree murder
Straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree murder, it'll be your final show
The pardon that you hoped for
Got stuck somewhere in time
So now you've gotta take what's coming
Get punished for your crime
So down the hallway you will go
To ride the chair of light
The is your lead role, you're
The one, lights, camera, action
That you have never won
When you play the final act
Your fate has just begun
You're suffering from amnesia
Forgotten what you did
But on the floor the corpses lie
A crime you did commit
1st degree murder
Straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree murder, it'll be your final show
You must receive your punishment
As written by the law
Accepting what the jury said
You have to die you know 1st degree murder
Straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree murder, it'll be your final show
Tonight's the night you'll wait no more
Your final hour's near
Behind the bars where you reside
Reach out and touch the fear
You never notice time could run
As fast as it does now
There's no excuse, no miracles
No where, no what, no how
The chair await's you silently
Have you got any final words? A cigarette
A meal maybe? A ticket off this world
A minister will ask you to
Confess to all your sins
You ask him if he's got a lifetime
The devil in you wins
You went out to do your deed
The darkness in your mind
The voices deep within your head
Commands you to do crime
Controlled by an unnamed source
From deep within yourself
You're just a schizophrenic
So may you rot in hell
1st degree murder
Straight to the chair you'll go
1st degree murder, it'll be your final show
The pardon that you hoped for
Got stuck somewhere in time
So now you've gotta take what's coming
Get punished for your crime
So down the hallway you will go
To ride the chair of light
The is your lead role, you're
The one, lights, camera, action