The Guard of Fate
I've watched as they ride the lightning
If the punishment was just
I watched the innocent appeal their sentences
While behind bars of iron lined with rust
Many men I was in charge of
Underneath this hat of mine
My job though not pleasant
I've made the hardest criminals walk the line
I remember each and every one
As at night I lay and sleep
Haunted by the one's lead to their demise
Their deaths taunt and terrorize me
I am the last face that ever see
Before the executioner pushes the button
I'm the last voice that they hear
Praying their souls may go to Heaven
I am the lonely prison guard
Just sent to do my job
It's dirty and sometimes it's rough
I pray forgiveness from my God
To judge is not my place
That's why my soul it cries
But man sometimes does wrong
And the jury determines his fate
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