Capital Punishment

It’s raining hammers and nails The storms are rusty And hang in the sky The pews are shadowed And the apse is silent Sinners are upon their knees Darkness descends upon the day A lantern swings in the storm The executioner is hooded Silent and cold A shadow upon the Mother Mary Jesus has nothing to say The Holy Ghost is walking in circles The door it gently sways And through it he see’s His mother and sister Heads hung so low His life is gray as steel He knows no future Yet is certain of it Death hovers in the air Praying for a miracle While strapped to a chair The lightning strikes And takes it toll For the executioner has done his work The lights went out And came back on But by then he was gone The appointment was made He paid the price For killing twice The third one was on the State.