The Electric Chair

I'm going to have to stop your right there,

we must prepare, for the affairs we forbear.

Beware of the chair, of which causes electrostatic flares.

You are allowed one prayer, to declare your nightmare

before you forward towards the stairway of heaven

after succession of the session at eleven, better than seven.

You deserve it cause your a felon, accession, possession

to transgression from depression, you draw your weapon

with no suppression and show a lesson to the section who

elected the detention, death penalty preconception

so you resection, preform a vasectomy unsuccessfully,

causing an infection was your intention.

I'm an undead lunkhead, talking non-sense, fuckhead,

dread, cooped up in your shed, deformed bulkhead with bolts

in each side of my head. Connected to a subset of sublets,

converting units until the air is humid, pardon my rudeness,

tulips are fruitless, smoothness of my humors.