The day had come, i had wait a long time
I had plenty of reflecting to do, upon my crime
The guard came up to me and asked me for my last meal
I didn't really give a damn, as it was no big deal
But i asked for fish and chips
And i heard a muttering under his lips
I had been waiting for death row, for a few years
I just wished they killed me on that day i told them my fears
But no they thought i could be treated
But i told them i would kill again, and now i feel cheated
The DR's said i was not mentally insane
And that i was just pure evil and enjoyed pain
The door opened and a plate was handed through the gap
At least i will not have to eat anymore of this crap
The guard looked to me, " why did you kill those girls?" he said
I shrugged, " just wanted to what they looked liked dead?"
He looked at me and spat in my cell
"You sick evil wanker, go to hell!"
" don't believe in it!" i told him
I killed so many women
I remember the first one
I don't know why i killed her, don't know what she done
I guess it was my creative art
I do have a heart
But the image of her choking to death
And her grasp for a final breathe
It became addictive to me
I think i murdered about 33?
four big guards came to collect me
I told them not to worry, i come willingly
I go by Tommy in cell 4, he was my friend
But i guess all killing must come to and end
Tommy was going to be executed next Monday
He told me he killed men who were gay
The long walk was not as bad as i thought
The only thing going through my head was the fact i got caught
I go into this room its a full house
I think of that film the green mile and that 'Mr jingles' mouse
I see weeping woman and angry men
And a little boy about ten
He shouting that i killed his mummy
I smile a twisted smile, i find it all so funny
The leather straps are put on my arms as i sit in the chair
They put wires in me and then shave my hair
I liked my hair long
I think that's wrong
I didn't come here for a haircut
Christ almighty i only killed some slut
They put this helmet on my head
IN 30 seconds i will be dead
I manage to lift my middle finger to the boy
I guess i am here only to destroy
The seconds begin to tick
i then start to kick
The pain is Minimal
I got away Scott free, i am a lucky criminal.