Confess and you can leave this horrible place
Take the blame for the things you did
How can you look in the mirror at that guilty face?
Of all the unspeakable things you did and thought they were hid?
Why should I confess to something so untrue?
Take the blame and condemn my soul to hell?
Admit to something I did not do?
If I said I did this a lie I would tell.
Isn't speaking the truth also God's law?
I won't take the blame I would rather die
I'm not perfect I have my flaws
But about this I just can't lie.
I did not commit this treacherous act
My soul shall be guiltless and free
Everyone thinks the devil and I made a pact
According to society I should pay a fee,
I will never confess that I was so low
The guards are coming time to go
Down the long corridor I walk alone
Dead man walking, step aside, he has somewhere he has to go. | 
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