Chopping Block Blues

Headless body walks idly in despair

In search of life

Accident unfortunate for deceased

Victim of the night

Incision disconnecting the brain

Pattern from the spinal cold

Intelligence drained from the base of the skull

Lingering emotions, sensation last

The void now your future, yet life has just passed

Execution's hooded head Chopping Block Blues

Incriminating evidence

Unbelieving souls of the almost dead

Think of last words that might have been said

Explicit danger mounts, wipe clean the slate

Fall in tumbling motion, the basket awaits

Monstrous steps seem enormous

When at the top

Peering forth keel down to the altar of death

Adrenaline rushes towards the final peak

Disgusting agony

Cold steel slices through your neck

Lingering emotions, sensation last

The void now your future, yet life has just passed

Execution's hooded head Chopping Block Blues

Incriminating evidence

Unbelieving souls of the almost dead

Think of last words that might have been said

Explicit danger mounts, wipe clean the slate

Fall in tumbling motion, the basket awaits

The outstretched necks of many around

Primordial instincts fighting they stay alive

Chained and shackled in dungeons underground

Decapitation is the way that you must die

Pieces of flesh swing loosely in the breeze

Bits of something that once was life

Eyes bulge out

Brains being crushed

Right through your face

Then you will die!

Watching through eyes that know

The feeling of death

The mind shrieks in pain endless period of time

Slump heavily as one's head is

Struck from their body

Life as you know comes abruptly to a halt