Such an awful, tragic night Though i've only done what's right Even with my conscience clear I can't help this flood of tears I've got my eye on hte finish line Though i've been striving for their good I will be misunderstood Even my own darling dear Misconstrued what was so clear Give the time i think she would have understood That it was for the greater good Soon i will meet her at our mansion in the sky Leaving this wicked world behind It's strange that it should end this way But martyrs never have a say