Lying in a ditch, bleeding, begging for your life*
Your friends have all left you forsaken
The eyes that look upon you are impa**ive as the stone
That soon will mark your shallow grave
As the spade descends into the earth
You try to flee but your feet are tightly bound
The gathered crowd looks on with no remorse but no one makes a sound
Sing now ye wretched
Sing now ye damned
The black, abyss, is coming
Come to take you by your blood stained hands
Plead now ye coward
Breath while you can
Confess your guilt and die with honor
Stranger in a vigilante land
A simple pilgrim of utter inconsequence
You chanced upon this lonely village as you wandered
All you wanted was a meal and a place to lay your head
Come the dawn, you were back out on the road
Your captors came upon you in the night
A shout, a curse, a fist, and then you knew no more
When you awoke, you were condemned to d**h
Though you never knew what for
Sing now ye wretched
Sing now ye damned
The black, abyss, is coming
Come to take you by your blood stained hands
Plead now ye coward
Breath while you can
Confess your guilt and die with honor
Stranger in a vigilante land