Sentenced

I couldn’t follow our distorted old rubric

I tried so hard to be the one who improves it

But the harder I fought, the worse we got

I got lost and I let my morals get diluted

A gavel strike

Can end a life

But still my gavel falls

Like endless cannonballs

The sounds echo back and haunt my dreams

They’re taunting me, telling me that

I’m the one who will be sentenced

Sentenced today

How did my own code get so fragile and fluid?

Isn’t it obvious that my conscience has bruises?

I just wanna come clean, but don’t you see?

My hands are tied by an institution in ruins

All the weight on my shoulder

Replaced by monsters

The face in the mirror

I barely know her

I became a foot soldier who swings for the ones that hold power

A gavel strike

Can end a life

But still my gavel falls

Like endless cannonballs

The sounds echo back and haunt my dreams

They’re taunting me, telling me that

I’m the one who will be sentenced

Sentenced to a lifetime of nightmares

Ooooooo

Ooooooo

In another life

I would pay the price

Of a million crimes

Until the end of time