Letra de Convict

Jacob stands on snakes
And finds his life in shame
They will make their plea
Trust in the disease
One last drop of pain
The fighting's all in vain
One last antidote
Forgotten ties on severed ropes
Jacob stands on these
Forgotten things in jail
They knew my cause was warm
They tried to leave me there alone
I'm glad I spend time on globes
Hanging them from poles
Someone saw the light
And brought his bow string tight
And aimed it at the heart
Of my beloved