To the Gallow

Down in the dungeon's pit All skin and bones With gangrene gnawing my feet I crawl in pain As the veil of madness Is slowly fading away Eyes wide open And free from the spell of the flute I see now in horror The awful things I've caused, Betrayed by my naivety and greed Sounds of steps down the stairs And taps of the spears on the stone The guards are coming in flocks They open the locks for to grab The mad king laying in rags Dragged back into the light Blinded by the sun Hands firmly tied They take me to a place Crowded with a mob Laughing and shouting at me As I am taken toward the gallow So is this how shall my days come to an end? This fate I will accept, as it is, bitter and cruel As unforgivable are my deeds, innocent's blood Shed by my fault, I know, Why isn't those I betrayed who take me to the rope? Why did the power of the flute turn against me? Will I ever know? The rope is placed around my neck What have I done to these men? Their king comes on the platform Speaks an empty speech to the crowd That look in their eyes I've seen it before The wind carries the tone of doom She is at a window, spreading the curse She smirks at me as the hangman pulls the lever