03-12-2021, 01:01:14 AM
Most people went to bed and they simply never woke
Take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke
Hand crafted, all wrapped up in leather as you choke
Every execution executed excellently so
Any single person could be 47 lurking
He could be working in Burger King
Strychnine in your onion rings, snuffing out your underlings
'Fore you get to wondering, you'll be bloodied
Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings
The last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier
It's the gas leak when you're candlelit for atmosphere
It's the last beat as your heart receives the formula
The red streak when the beam hits your cornea
The mouth feel of your unintended last meal
The weapon test where you forgot to check the blast seals
The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels
Straight over the edge of a ledge or it's the hard steel
Scraping on your ribs as you shiver and expire
It's the first red fleck on your impeccable attire
It's your throat torn to shreds as you're dying to respire
As your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire
It's a second to forgive, it's a second to forget
Every second you have lived for this second of regret
Every second is a gift so be careful how you spend
'Cause the second that you've met him is the second that it ends
Take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke
Hand crafted, all wrapped up in leather as you choke
Every execution executed excellently so
Any single person could be 47 lurking
He could be working in Burger King
Strychnine in your onion rings, snuffing out your underlings
'Fore you get to wondering, you'll be bloodied
Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings
The last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier
It's the gas leak when you're candlelit for atmosphere
It's the last beat as your heart receives the formula
The red streak when the beam hits your cornea
The mouth feel of your unintended last meal
The weapon test where you forgot to check the blast seals
The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels
Straight over the edge of a ledge or it's the hard steel
Scraping on your ribs as you shiver and expire
It's the first red fleck on your impeccable attire
It's your throat torn to shreds as you're dying to respire
As your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire
It's a second to forgive, it's a second to forget
Every second you have lived for this second of regret
Every second is a gift so be careful how you spend
'Cause the second that you've met him is the second that it ends
I can't think of anything clever.