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In these troubled times

It's so hard to find

A man who loves his job

And he does, so much

He's the executioner

Killing for a living

Appointed by the King

Beheading once a week

The headsman, smiling with his eyes

He’s nodding, raising the axe high

Tension, hear the guilty scream for mercy

But the time is up

Falling of the blade, watch the empty stare

Clean cut, heads will roll again!

All the dying

Nothing personal to him

Just enjoying

Hacking through the neck to kill

I've been a traitor and a thief

A menace to the nation

Now I must pay for my mischief

I'll face decapitation

The headsman grips the helve and smiles

He whispers to me "Time to die"

Tension, hear me scream and beg for mercy

But my time is up

Falling of the blade, watch my empty stare

Clean cut ...aaawww!!