Eindeutig der Song des gestrigen Abends: I am no savior and I ain't no saint They will take me to the electric chair Yeah, Ha ha ha No remorse and no regrets for those I've sent straight to hell I have my demons They're all here in my cell They're all here and follow me everywhere My hate controls me and gives me strength My only protection inside the walls Dying. Desiring. Crying. Dying. Dying. Desiring. Crying. Dying. The walls are closing in My cell is getting smaller Soon, all the pains must cease Life will end here My final days are coming I can wash away this pain My body's getting colder Oh, I feel so unafraid Dying. Desiring. Crying. Dying. Dying. Desiring. Crying. Dying. The walls are closing in my cell is getting smaller Soon, all the pains must cease Life will end here My final days are counting I can wash away this pain My body's getting colder Oh, I feel so unafraid On death row. Hypocrisy: Deathrow, no regret...