Shooting The Messenger

<p>Bound I am standing on a pyre To face judgment for my unknown crime As the first flames like from nowhere appear The frenzied crowd starts to cheer</p><p>Fumes burn my lungs, to blackened cysts As the last passages drop from minister lips</p><p>Led from hall of justice Where unfamiliar man stood as witness For all the things he swore I've done I'm walked to gallows pointed by gun</p><p>Under my hood, I cry and despair A sound of thud and there's no body there</p><p>I am leaving this world behind Puzzled but not scared anymore Can't be worse, what I'll find Leaving this world behind</p><p>One instant, is all that it takes As my human vessels die and drift away Responsibilities, along with weight, lifted once again from me This craving, felt so long, now violently satisfied As blisses of unexistentiality, surpass limits of earthly pleasure</p><p>Lines being drawn in the sand The horde grasping on sharp rocks in hand I'm trapped in earth 'til my face The onslaught starts when the imam hails</p><p>Tinnitus, is all I can hear Just a moment and nothing left to fear</p><p>Leaving this world behind Puzzled but not scared anymore Can't be worse, what I'll find Leaving this world behind</p>