Baron Road To Imperfection.
 

The Cart Is Being Pulled, Leading Me Towards Fate's Footprints,
And My Neck Is Embraced, As Orchestra's Play Hate Filled Music.
Taken Through This Torture - I Remain Counting My Days To Die,
Insults Are Always Thrown, In The So Called Perfect Way Of Life.
The Decay Of Rights - Falsely Committed For Murder - No Justice,
Fake Images Are Portrayed By Media, Who're They To Judge Us?
No Love - World Is Based On Pure Corruption, How Is It Perfect?
It Is Only Perfectly Corrupted So Will We Ever See This Worsen?
Shit Hurts, Travelling The Baron Road To Nowhere Except Death,
Dust Kicked To My Eyes, Wonder If I'll Die After The Next Breath.
A Fixed Set, I Was Framed But No Turning Back As I'm Convicted,
Asking God For Forgiveness - Trying To Get My Life Relinquished.
Signs Diminshed, The Sun Sets In West - I've Seen Better Days,
And This Parade Of Enemies Insulting Me Seems To Never Ends.
Head Dead, Feel Light And Eyes Red By The Barrage Of The Sun,
Framed By My Nemesis When He Fired The Shots From That Gun.
Out Of Love, "Guilty.. Guilty.. Guilty.." Is All I Hear - False Verdict,
Handcuffs Put On My Wrists In The Courtroom, Law's Not Perfect.
Got Worried, A Night In Jail Before My Trip To My Own Execution,
Out Of The Vessel, Crowdd Insulted My In The Wrong Confusion.
No Retrebution, Up The Steps To The Hanging - Death Awaiting.
The Henchman Pushing Me In Shackles As My Neck Embraced It.
The Expectation - Death Stood In The Black Mask Of Depression,
True Pain Had Lasted An Eternity - Right Back To The Beginning.
Lack Of Attention, Closing My Eyes With Thoughts Of My Family,
We're Blessed By Life? - This Was Distraught In The Back Of Me!
Brought Into Right Tracking, I Stood Listening To The Sentence,
Stating My Assassinating Statistics!! - Not Giving A Relentment.
I'm Taking A Frequent Sight Of The Masses Staring Through Me,
Wanting To Wake Up The Next Second Thinking It Was A Movie.
Just Shoot Me! Don't Want To Go Out In This Pain, I'm Innocent!
Officer Stood Of The Plank Raising The Noose, Revealing My End.
Seize The Day? I Had Nothing To Seize, My Throat Being Burned,
The Mass Watched With Hateful Eyes And Inside - My Soul Hurt.
Control Worse Than This, They Thought I Did It For Loose Cash,
My Eyes And Mind Blacked Out, Nothing - Except My Bruised Past.
Noose's Cracked, My Neck Broke And Never To Open My Eyelids,
Only Death's Approaching Steps Interrupts The Profound Silence.