My days have nearly come to an end,
Time to take my final bow.
They’ll lead me to the electric chair,
Twenty four hours from now.

So many thoughts are filling my mind,
Of Hell for eternity.
Can a man repent of his past sins,
And change such a destiny?

I’ll never forget my mother’s face,
When she heard about my crime.
How I killed that cop who abused me,
Back when I was in my prime.

He found us breaking into a house,
My buddy A.J. and me.
But I was the only one he caught,
I was just sixteen you see.

He cuffed me and put me in his car,
Then he drove out to the cape.
I tried to report the incident,
That he was guilty of rape.

But no one wanted to believe me,
He claimed that I was a liar.
He said I just wanted attention,
And that only fueled my fire.

I’d see him drive by from time to time,
He’d always give me that grin.
The same one I saw out on the cape,
I just couldn’t let him win!

For the next ten years I was obsessed,
He wouldn’t let me forget.
He’d just harass me for no reason,
Something he’d later regret.

One night he followed me to the cape,
To the scene of his offence.
Perhaps he thought he’d do it again,
That I would have no defense.

He told me I was under arrest,
Though he never saw my knife.
When he got close enough to cuff me,
I turned and then took his life.

I stabbed and stabbed and stabbed him again,
Then stomped him into the mud.
I was captured four hours later,
Still soaked in my victim’s blood.

So I await my execution,
And I try hard to forget,
How much I enjoyed killing that cop,
An act I still don’t regret.

For what my parents had to go through,
I feel nothing but sorrow.
And it breaks my heart to think about,
What they’ll go through tomorrow.

I don’t know if God can forgive me,
Or will He just disavow?
I suppose I’ll find out soon enough,
Twenty four hours from now.

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