Fridays Child lyrics

Artist  : Num Skull 
Song : Fridays Child



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Act I
Executed for something that you've never
done
Your life has barely even just
begun
You swear every last one would
pay
You promise to return from the Grave
As
a man of religion you will die
But the promise
of God is lies
Your faith was given all in
vain
Hope - mere illusion in your
brain
Free from grace of Holy Rest
Absolute
nocturnal death
Soon lie in the grave awaiting
those to be repaid
The trial - how long you
have waited for this day
Guilt is what you
hope they won't say
But luck forgot your name
this day!
Sent to Death
Die
No
delay
Now in your grave you rot, deep inside
your cemetary plot
Your epitaph spells out
lies, as a friend looks down and cries
Break
the brace of certain death, return from
your
eternal rest
Strike out from your very
grace, soon they all will be repaid
As you rot
awaiting your great transition
Patience is a
virtue in this plight
Hell's price for rebirth
and reprisal
Long awaited
Many Full Moon
nights
Act II
Now the time has ended, your
corpse has fallen to dust
Your Blessed Death
the jury's invitation
For you're falsified
unjust
Now you'll gain the satisfaction of
your unrelenting thirst
But the Hell that's
expected now a violence getting worse
Act
III
My soul is reborn with hatred and
scorn
For vengeance of death and not
prison
Beware of my toll I'll torture your
soul
From the Black of Hell I have
risen
The jurors die in cold blood in their
bed
For the verdict that left me dead
And
for the lawyer the went unsaid
A pathetic man
from Havard now dead
The judge will be torn at
his seams
For the hammer that smashed my
dreams
Now they're all here in Hell
They
learned a lesson I can tell
Act IV
Free
from all the misery, I killed those who sentenced
me
Sent to die at twenty-three, now I roam the
fiery sea
A case with no evidence ends in
Death an Innocence
Easy people are
misled
Soon victims of Undead