Oh traitor! Oh traitor!
The mob did call
As the prisoner walked to the gallows
He was accused of greed
Selling lives for gold
An ending different then what he chose
The magistrate read the sentence
As the hooded man arrived
Death would soon be at hand
The prisoner just nodded
And smiled at the crowd
His perspiration fell to the sand
Upon his trembling neck
The noose did go
Pulled tightly to stifle any sound
The crowd did cheer
As the latch was pulled
His body falling to the ground
A life was now over
The prisoner swang slow
Death for a paltry cause
Justice had prevailed
A criminal was punished
No longer to break more laws
