The gavel bangs
Newborn
Sin started here in the womb
Cold iron shut
New dawn
Protect and serve to end you
Hope you'll be safe
You won't
Your saving grace
Tomb
Pride changed for mace
Condoned
Impending doom defines you
No limit to the madness at the mercy of the cross
Locked up in the playpen of a lawless soul
Concrete defies your freedom
You built these walls
You know we are all on death row
Fools are the slaves to the prison guard
True to the grave beneath an empty sky