Silver Chair

Life and death came to me
Worshiped freedom into me
Seemed so far seemed so close
In my heart felt its course
Now alone sit I here
Watching rain wet the field
Were I live and now fear
Waiting for the end now near
Walking steps inside my ears
Death now flies inside my fears
Two men tied my soul with force
Made me walk a mile not hope
Sitting in a silver chair
With a crown placed on my head
Give your prayer to god they said
And for an instance faces fade
I felt their sin go through my veins
So strong my body seemed it shacked
Now next to me I stood and watched
The smoke that from my body flied