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To the trial,Through the wooden doors,To your seat,Criminal, eyes on the floor!
The gavel strikes!And so we begin,Shame and guilt written,On the list of my sins,
The jury waitsI make them uneasyCause these charlatans seeTheir own sins in me
The jury waits I make them uneasyCause these charlatans seeThe human in me
Ladies and GentlemenOf the cold-blooded juryI ask you to pleaseNot judge me so harshly
Ladies and GentlemenOf the cold-blooded juryI know I'm a sinnerBut I'm not sorry
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