Upon the rise of the sun
Blazing of a gun
Laughing and screaming "Run, run, run!"

Look at that smile
He's got a lot of guile
Even though he's on trial

Send all to hell
Don't stop firing until the last shell
Mad laughter while they yell

He'll get the death penalty, he will
For the madness that drove him to kill
He'll be the one screaming shrill

Death all around
Screams and gunfire is the only sound
King of Death has been crowned

And now he sits in the electric chair
For his own life, he has no care
Up until he dies, a smile he will wear.