| Please be upstanding now the court will rise
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| For the eminent Justice Swift
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| No mercy or compassion in his eyes
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| Just a burning crimson mist
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| If you should testify
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| Never look him in the eye
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| Call his judgement into question and you’ll be held
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| In contempt
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| Held in contempt
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| You’ll be taken down below
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| Held in contempt
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| No escape
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| Draconian justice from another age
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| Yet he is older still
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| Do not object you’ll only fuel his rage
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| He’ll break you, bend you to his will
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| You hear the gavel band
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| Be silent or you’ll hand
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| Don’t interrupt him, he’ll have you thrown into a cell
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| Held in contempt
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| You’ll be taken down below
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| Held in contempt
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| Taken down
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| He is a servant of below
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| And we don’t mean the cells
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| This is no Earthly court of law
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| You’re at the gates of Hell
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| The demon points at you and grins
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| Your flesh starts to crawl
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| You’re wishing as you recount your sins
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| That you had never been born
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| Your very life in his control
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| He’s in contempt of your soul
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| Get on your feet, before this court you’ll rise
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| For your judgement and your fate
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| Stares right through you with contempt in his eyes
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| And for you there’s no escape
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| No escape
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| You’re in contempt
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| You’re in contempt
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| You’re in contempt |