Thief on Deck
Lyric #4477 by bassMonkey
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The hangman waits with knotted rope,
Upon the scaffold high,
The sun unfolds the autumn's gold,
Into a crimson sky.
Soft birdsong floats out from the trees,
Toward my iron cage,
As I attend my final act,
Upon that wooden stage.
Condemned was I for theft of grain,
To feed my starving child,
Another victim of the crown,
That squats upon this isle.
I shooed their chaplain from my door,
No god will save my neck,
I mount the steps to shake his hand,
Upon this oaken deck.
A bag is drawn across my head,
My hands behind my back,
The trapdoor waits beneath my feet,
My servant bones to crack.
Upon the scaffold high,
The sun unfolds the autumn's gold,
Into a crimson sky.
Soft birdsong floats out from the trees,
Toward my iron cage,
As I attend my final act,
Upon that wooden stage.
Condemned was I for theft of grain,
To feed my starving child,
Another victim of the crown,
That squats upon this isle.
I shooed their chaplain from my door,
No god will save my neck,
I mount the steps to shake his hand,
Upon this oaken deck.
A bag is drawn across my head,
My hands behind my back,
The trapdoor waits beneath my feet,
My servant bones to crack.
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