Act I  Executed for something that you've never done  Your life has barely even just begun  You swear every last one would pay  You promise to return from the Grave  As a man of religion you will die  But the promise of God is lies  Your faith was given all in vain  Hope - mere illusion in your brain  Free from grace of Holy Rest  Absolute nocturnal death  Soon lie in the grave awaiting those to be repaid  The trial - how long you have waited for this day  Guilt is what you hope they won't say  But luck forgot your name this day!  Sent to Death  Die  No delay  Now in your grave you rot, deep inside your cemetary plot  Your epitaph spells out lies, as a friend looks down and cries  Break the brace of certain death, return from your  eternal rest  Strike out from your very grace, soon they all will be repaid  As you rot awaiting your great transition  Patience is a virtue in this plight  Hell's price for rebirth and reprisal  Long awaited  Many Full Moon nights  Act II  Now the time has ended, your corpse has fallen to dust  Your Blessed Death the jury's invitation  For you're falsified unjust  Now you'll gain the satisfaction of your unrelenting thirst  But the Hell that's expected now a violence getting worse  Act III  My soul is reborn with hatred and scorn  For vengeance of death and not prison  Beware of my toll I'll torture your soul  From the Black of Hell I have risen  The jurors die in cold blood in their bed  For the verdict that left me dead  And for the lawyer the went unsaid  A pathetic man from Havard now dead  The judge will be torn at his seams  For the hammer that smashed my dreams  Now they're all here in Hell  They learned a lesson I can tell  Act IV  Free from all the misery, I killed those who sentenced me  Sent to die at twenty-three, now I roam the fiery sea  A case with no evidence ends in Death an Innocence  Easy people are misled  Soon victims of Undead