No Rest For The Wicked
Claus Larsen
Confusion of the hunted will echo in your head
The weight is on your shoulders
You can't release the dead
Injections of the poison will cause your blood to rise
They pray for their forgiveness regretting all their lies
No rest for the wicked
They have to pay
Waiting for judgement
The final way
The chair is armed
The show will soon begin
Switch on the deadly voltage and let the justice win