| The smith and wesson tried to tell him "put me down" | |
| His mind was just as loaded, wired up for sound | |
| His heart was torn away, and burning deep inside | |
| He knew just what he'd do when he found that guy | |
| Love led to violence as he busted down the door | |
| There was his woman, fucking on the floor | |
| In blinding madness he was struck with raging pain | |
| A round of bullets now the walls bleed a stain | |
| Wife vengeance | |
| Life sentence | |
| His life was flashing, soon the gavel's coming down | |
| His plea, insanity, but they ruled his mind was sound | |
| His soul was cold and blackened, channelled through his eyes | |
| He can't forget, the killing's tangled in his mind | |
| All rise, this court's in session, judgement day is here | |
| Cold sweat just pouring, now he's facing his worst fear | |
| White knuckle fisted like a knife through the heart | |
| We find the defendant guilty as charged |