BEHIND THE WALLS

HOLDING TIGHT THE PRISON BARDGE AS WE SUBMERGE UNTO A MIST ONLY HOPE IS YOUR KNEES YOUR ON A ROUTE TO CERTAIN DEATH THE AIR NOW FEELS LIKE ICE IN YOUR ICEY WASTELAND SAY YOUR ONE LAST PRAY CELL BLOCK 13 IS WERE YOULL BE SCREAMS ARE HERD DOWN THE HALL YOU WAIT TO WALK THE MILE STILL SHAKING IN YOUR BOOTS HEAD IS SHAVED THE PREACHER SPEAKS... YOU CRY OUT IN VAIN... MASK IS PLACED BODY TENCE WAITING FOR THE CLOCK VOLTS GO RACING THREW YOUR SOUL YOUR BODY JOLTS AND TWIST HEAD HUNG LOW THEY CHECK YOUR PULSE YOUVE LEFT THIS LIFE WELCOME TO THE OTHER SIDE