Such An Awful, Tragic Night

Though I've Only Done What's Right

Even With My Conscience Clear

I Can't Help This Flood Of Tears

I've Got My Eye On The Finish Line



Though I've Been Striving For Their Good

I Will Be Misunderstood

Even My Own Darling Dear

Misconstrued What Was So Clear



Give The Time I Think She Would Have Understood

That It Was For The Greater Good

Soon I Will Meet Her At Our Mansion In The Sky

Leaving This Wicked World Behind



It's Strange That It Should End This Way

But Martyrs Never Have A Say