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Hanging up
Tied from hand to hand
Pinned against my back
To be displayed throughout the land
Stab the spike through here
Stab another there
Cross my feet right over
Stab for I do not fear

Erect me like a statue
That all may come and gawk
Tossing stones at me
Like I'm hung up at the stocks

Display me proud and true
My head pinned to my chest
A weight I attempt to bear
Doing what I can, doing my best

You ask me why you did this
You ask me why did you have to
It's because I told you to do this
My self crucification