Death

The line is formed
Wait for your turn
It's going to come
You are not alone
And not going to die alone
There is a wall of people like you
Afraid and crying
Begging for life
Memories from your past
Despair in your mind
The time has come

Bullet in the skin
Bullet in the head
Draining blood
Aiming the target
The end
The execution!

Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Shots fired

Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Shots fired

What was your sin?
Why are you there?
Do you deserve it?
Is it fair?
Is it right?
Is it wrong?
What is justice?
Is it an education matter?
Is it a religion matter?
Is it a culture matter?
What is going on?

Bullet in the skin
Bullet in the head
Draining blood
Aiming the target
The end
The execution!

Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Shots fired

Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Death!
Shots fired