You walk forward with your heads down low.
Tears run down your face. You sob and pray.
Our eyes dark, faces grim. Emotionless and cold.
Waves of screams. Your names being cursed demands for vengeance. Your end for told
self fulfilling prophecies. Evil deeds come with a heavy toll.
The gallows before you.
Hungry demons stand by the ropes.
Suicide denied to you.
This is how your life you'll lose.
You feel the rope pull at your throat as it lifts off the ground.
The blood in your chest locked away from your head.
Panic floods your mind. It screams I don't want to die.
The pull of the rope rips skin from your throat.
And the muscles begin to tear.
You're pulled towards the earth by an ungodly source
the pressure makes you bleed from your ears.
Your neck begins to give muscles exposed.
Rope ripping slowly reaching bone. Blood vessels torn out of your throat.
Satan is watching your agony prolonged.
The gallows before you.
Hungry are the demons that stand by the ropes.
Suicide denied to you this is how your life you'll lose.
You feel the rope pull at your throat as it lifts off the ground.
The blood in your chest locked away from your head.
Panic floods your mind. It screams I don't want to die.
You, the hated, most vile, condemned, this rope is no exit, but an entrance to hell.
You see your lifeless body
It pulls towards the earth.
Neck disconnected muscles torn.
Blood vesicles burst Legs dangle above the ground.
You remain held in air by the broken torn shards in your neck.
Black masks no longer worn
hang by those you follow
feel the emptiness helplessness damnation
Screams for your death are the last words you'll hear
as the lights fade from your eyes.