The Strangulation Chair - Cannibal Corpse

Trapped in this prison awaiting my death

Condemned to die by draconian means

An eye for an eye is the rule of this land

But the victim in question did not die by my hand

A mockery of justice

Inequity

The murderer will live but I will die

Strapped to a chair unable to breathe

Other condemned have died before me

Constrained in the chair I saw fear in their eyes

The executioner smiled as he took their lives

Crushing their windpipes

Garroted

Throttled with iron they succumb to death

The Strangulation Chair

Constriction of the throat

No air for the lungs, no blood for the brain

A death I don’t deserve

Blameless of this crime

Only I know this is true

The Strangulation Chair

The spinal column breaks

Then my life will cease, my final release

A death I have not earned

But still have to face

They are the murderers now

My day has come now it’s my turn to die

Hands tied they lead me away

The executioner collars my neck

In terror I wait for my strangulation, my strangulation, my strangulation

Death

My mind slips to darkness

Unconscious forever

The crime they committed they will not know

The Strangulation Chair

Constriction of the throat

No air for the lungs, no blood for the brain

A death I don’t deserve

Blameless of this crime

Only I know this is true

The Strangulation Chair

The spinal column breaks

Then my life will cease, my final release

A death I have not earned

But still have to face

They are the murderers now