Sentenced

I couldn’t follow our distorted old rubric
I tried so hard to be the one who improves it
But the harder I fought, the worse we got
I got lost and I let my morals get diluted
A gavel strike
Can end a life
But still my gavel falls
Like endless cannonballs
The sounds echo back and haunt my dreams
They’re taunting me, telling me that
I’m the one who will be sentenced
Sentenced today
How did my own code get so fragile and fluid?
Isn’t it obvious that my conscience has bruises?
I just wanna come clean, but don’t you see?
My hands are tied by an institution in ruins
All the weight on my shoulder
Replaced by monsters
The face in the mirror
I barely know her
I became a foot soldier who swings for the ones that hold power
A gavel strike
Can end a life
But still my gavel falls
Like endless cannonballs
The sounds echo back and haunt my dreams
They’re taunting me, telling me that
I’m the one who will be sentenced
Sentenced to a lifetime of nightmares
Ooooooo
Ooooooo

In another life
I would pay the price
Of a million crimes
Until the end of time