Hell Will Come For Me

Hell they say will come for me

and as the hammer falls

I don’t got no time

to look over my shoulder

but closer it does crawl

Up and down

that hammer falls

and chained my ankles be

but my heart

they never can cage

my mind is ever free

I stabbed her once

I stabbed her twice

stab three stab four too

blood on my cheeks

hands 

and chest

and gone were you

They found me

rocking in my chair

on my porch I sat

they saw me sit there

covered in you

and inside they went

I knew what I had done

but understand it I did not

they took me into custody

and I laid there on my cot

the jailer he call me

dirty and mean

any insult under sun

but I just laid there

on my cot

why hadn’t I run

And now I sit here

the jury had no trouble with me

the hammers falls

and lord judge

he tells me

may God have mercy on your soul

as we can not

Hell will come for ye

Copyright J.C.A. Monteiro 2009