The Judge by Shawn James
The Judge by Shawn James

The Judge

Shawn James * Track #7 On Honor & Vengeance

The Judge Lyrics

Inside of this cell, I feel no peace
The voices inside, haunting me
If I should die, let it be known
It was all worth the price of the pain that I've owned

The judge and the jury, the sinners and saints
All gather 'round, like moths to a flame
The noose and the gallows, the hangman's dead eyes
Death in the distance, awaiting my demise
Awaiting my demise

The rope tightens 'round, the silence spreads through
Cold wind surrounds as my judgement is due
The ground falls beneath me, struggling for air
I slowly descend, I will not be spared

A dark horse appears with fire in its eyes
A rider approaches as the life leaves my eyes
A veiled hand extends, she says, "Son, it's time
Thought it's not fair, it's the end of the line
It's the end of the line for you."

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