A swarm of souls is weighted to this land
Thick is the air in which their lives be damned
Purgatory for the time being
I ask you, fair jury, is this man guilty?
Trying, we're crying
The lying, designing
For dying, what finding
Justifying, by death
He's murdered before, he'll murder again
Innocent people, intricate plans
Evidence points straight to this man
Stop him now while you can!
Trying, we're crying
He's lying, designing
For dying, what finding
Justifying, by death
The prosecution rests
All that needs has been said
Take it, leave it as breath
I rest my case in death
For those who have not heard it
The jury has come to a verdict
On behalf of this court, you see
The jury finds this man guilty!