Текст песни Cryptopsy - Red-Skinned Scapegoat

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Shackled and confined within this tiny cell I await punishment for a crime I did not commit Flies and rats accompany me here. The bars gleam moist with condensation As I sit throughout my last sunrise. This tiny island was called Admiral when I first arrived Now it's overpopulated and infested. Framed for murder Another red-skinned scapegoat My hatred of diversity condemned me. The man they believed I killed Was sitting at peace when he was shot in the back His dining room table became his deathbed Flimsy evidence supporting an airtight case The murder weapon misplaced Fallen coincidentally to the bottom of the lake. His wife glared at me in the courtroom A devilish stare I will never forget Her tear-streaked face radiated with a glint of hope As the judge revealed his verdict. So now I wait as the sun slowly rises Counting on my last hours Pleading for forgiveness Although I am guiltless. The time has now arrived they are standing outside my chamber The noose has been set and the crowd has gathered. The noon sun blinds me as I approach the gallows So much that I can't see my family weeping at the back of the square. Tied and bound with a burlap sack over my head I can only hear what they are doing to me The last thing I perceive is the gasp of the crowd Just before the rope swings taut. Framed for murder Another red skinned scapegoat Left to hang In another man's place Framed for murder Another red skinned scapegoat Eternal red skinned scapegoat.

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