Phoenix Rising, Blood Dropping

The heat licks
the clock ticks
it is time
to bring justice
to his crime

As he begs
on his final dregs
I repeat a hymn
for only them
for souls we lost
and lines he crossed

So I pull the hammer
he begins to stammer
"I take your breath
I take your life"
So I press it close
finish my prose

Bite back excitement
the thunderous blast
that makes him fall
But I don't feel better a all