The accused will rise to be torn in two

guilty of nothing but loving you

this is the judgement
And I'm willing to plead

how you don't want me

hoping this torment will cease

Will I be released?



There'll be lies, there'll be tears

a jury of your peers

with a pitiful lack of experience

Hand down the judgement



And if I done wrong

and loved you too long

Stand up and just testify

How can I deny?



Objection overruled

I wait for my reprieve

with the trust of the deceived

the wisdom of the fool



It's his sorrowful face

too heavy for his head

cos he bowed it as something come over him

it was the judgement



He falls to his knees

Have mercy on me

He clings to the hem of her gown

She says, "Just take him down."