the accused will rise to be torn in two guilty of nothin but loving you this is the judgement and i m willin to plead how you don t want me hopin this torment will cease will i be released there ll be lies there ll be tears a jury of your peers with a pitiful look of experience hand down the judgement and if i done wrong and loved you too long stand up and just testify how can you deny objection overruled i wait for my reprieve with the trust of the deceived the wisdom of the fool it s his sorrowful face too heavy for his head cause he bowed it as something come over him it was the judgement and he falls to his knees have mercy on me he clings to the hem of her gown she says just take him down just take him down just take him down