people are coming to take me out of my house

don't understand the angryness of the crowd

bursting windows raining down the floor

don't realize what they are reaching for



GET OUT!



running, falling, slavering hands on my shirt

again and again they punch my face into the dirt

I lost my last hope when they started to beat

I'll never get myself out of this heat



WHAT FOR SHALL I DIE?



now they tighten the rope around my neck

a kick, the chair falls down, my heart attacks

no breath, no life, am I going to die?

what have I done, I don't know why?



they say that you have cought him,

they say he's punished now

they say that none should mess with you,

you infallible crowd

be proud of what you've done

for your selfrighteous sense of justice

the beast is dead, this is the end,

an act of fair revenge



but didn't you know that not just far away

another little girl was raped today?

and didn't you hear 'bout the man sitting in jail

that he has confessed this last two murders?



GET OUT!...