Look in my eyes
For I am your judge
All the crimes once commited
With a smile and some sweat
will now cost you all
For it is what I say
why you protest is beyond me
I have no soul
If I do it's black as night
I run no impartial court
There is no jury
The only ones here you have hurt
Your last plea of innocense goes something like this
" I was aquited of those crimes so why am I here!! "
I reply with a grin
" That court was courupted with mercy
Mine of that is quite clear "
With a flick of my wrist your tied to a stake
I throw a torch at your feet
You are soon ablaze
I say as you burn
" At god's court my you find mercy
For he is not a gentle as I once you die "
After your dead I walk away to catch the next
There is much work for me to correct those mistakes made by the courts of democracy
And others to will fall at the same fire that consumes you
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