The Gallows

The bell rings upon
Black horizon
The sky infinite darkness
My path lit by torches on stone walls
The executioner awaits in the distance
As I pass the bared cells I see the day Break light
Now I am at the guilotine The priest calls to me "May God save your sole"
If there is a God why has he forsaken me?
I stare to the sky
The crowd begins to rumble
The executioner prepares
I hear the blade's screech....