Everything he does in life
Is waste away until he dies.
The jury's plea,
The executioner's sigh-
They're nothing more than borrowed time.
The judge's gavel,
The man's accused cries-
Such deadly sentencing, it appears this is his final trial.
His anguished moans,
The warden's smile-
That man's been dreadfully sentenced
To a prison cell where he may stay
And waste away
For the rest of his days.
Because every second he spent in his life
Was nothing more
Than wasted time.
Dec 16, 2025
Dec 16, 2025 at 1:42 PM UTC
Everything he does in life
Is waste away until he dies.
The jury's plea,
The executioner's sigh-
They're nothing more than borrowed time.
The judge's gavel,
The man's accused cries-
Such deadly sentencing, it appears this is his final trial.
His anguished moans,
The warden's smile-
That man's been dreadfully sentenced
To a prison cell where he may stay
And waste away
For the rest of his days.
Because every second he spent in his life
Was nothing more
Than wasted time.
