soon to pull the cord
all the hours to disengage
your scream a whispered shout
in my homicidal rage
defiance of the odds
all colours blow to gray
my shadow with the will
to take dark and light away
a smile for the kill
how the cult jeers for my shame
the only penance for my sins
is to take in all the blame
so i tilt my head back
and let the beast lunge for the choke
all your laughs and snickers
are the noose around my throat