Locked up in a 6 x 9 cell,
nothing here but my concrete hell.
Put behind bars, no way out,
just my guilt, and what's that amount?

Locked in this jail with my sin,
stuffed in the dark with neddles and pins.
Locked in, lying on my own bed,
hard time and I seem to be wed.

Clemency, please,
do you hear me?
I beg for forgiveness,
do you want to hear more?

Clemency for me,
can't you just see?
Forgive those that I've wronged,
and please forgive me.

Lock down the corridor, the dead man's shuffle,
the guards laughter that they try to muffle.
I walk straight and true, head held up high,
I have atoned and I just wait to say goodbye.

Strapped on the gurney, I close my eyes,
I pray one last time, and the time flies.
I feel the needle prick into my vein,
I close my eyes and never open them again.

Clemency, Lord,
do you want more?
Forgive me, please,
for I can't forgive myself.

Clemency, Son,
for those I wrong.
For those who do weep,
now in my eternal sleep.

02/12/2002