Numskull - Fridays Child lyrics

Act I Executed for something that you've never done Your life has barely even just begun You swear every last one would pay You promise to return from the Grave As a man of religion you will die But the promise of God is lies Your faith was given all in vain Hope - mere illusion in your brain Free from grace of Holy Rest Absolute nocturnal d**h Soon lie in the grave awaiting those to be repaid The trial - how long you have waited for this day Guilt is what you hope they won't say But luck forgot your name this day! Sent to d**h Die No delay Now in your grave you rot, deep inside your cemetary plot Your epitaph spells out lies, as a friend looks down and cries Break the brace of certain d**h, return from your Eternal rest Strike out from your very grace, soon they all will be repaid As you rot awaiting your great transition Patience is a virtue in this plight Hell's price for rebirth and reprisal Long awaited Many Full Moon nights Act II Now the time has ended, your corpse has fallen to dust Your Blessed d**h the jury's invitation For you're falsified unjust Now you'll gain the satisfaction of your unrelenting thirst But the Hell that's expected now a violence getting worse Act III My soul is reborn with hatred and scorn For vengeance of d**h and not prison Beware of my toll I'll torture your soul From the Black of Hell I have risen The jurors die in cold blood in their bed For the verdict that left me dead And for the lawyer the went unsaid A pathetic man from Havard now dead The judge will be torn at his seams For the hammer that smashed my dreams Now they're all here in Hell They learned a lesson I can tell-acap