Lyrics
We will judge you next week
for the crimes you're guilty of
I have called the priest in to lecture you on love
The headsman has been chosen, he will be your bain
The carpenter is hired, to build your guillotine
I am just a girl, she said, barely 17
My mother died a year ago, my father's rarely seen
but I don't want to die
I don't want to die
Medicine won't help us
cure your evil
Just one sharp second of pain,
is all that you will feel
The night is getting old now, go and get some sleep
There are many hours left now, and lots of time to weep
I am just a girl, she said, barely 17
My mother died a year ago, my father's rarely seen
but I don't want to die
I don't want to die
For the fear of all mankind
For their hate and ignorance
I am sick and I need help
But I am not the devils whelp
