In Contempt
Please be upstanding now the court will rise
For the eminent Justice Swift
No mercy or compassion in his eyes
Just a burning crimson mist
If you should testify
Never look him in the eye
Call his judgement into question and you'll be held
In contempt
Held in contempt
You'll be taken down below
Held in contempt
No escape
Draconian justice from another age
Yet he is older still
Do not object you'll only fuel his rage
He'll break you, bend you to his will
You hear the gavel band
Be silent or you'll hand
Don't interrupt him, he'll have you thrown into a cell
Held in contempt
You'll be taken down below
Held in contempt
Taken down
He is a servant of below
And we don't mean the cells
This is no Earthly court of law
You're at the gates of Hell
The demon points at you and grins
Your flesh starts to crawl
You're wishing as you recount your sins
That you had never been born
Your very life in his control
He's in contempt of your soul
Get on your feet, before this court you'll rise
For your judgement and your fate
Stares right through you with contempt in his eyes
And for you there's no escape
No escape
You're in contempt
You're in contempt
You're in contempt
En desacato
Por favor, sean honestos ahora la corte se levantará
Por el eminente juez Swift
No hay piedad ni compasión en sus ojos
Sólo una niebla carmesí ardiente
Si usted testifica
Nunca lo mires a los ojos
Cuestiona su juicio y te retendrán
En desacato
Contemido por desacato
Te bajarán abajo
Contemido por desacato
No hay escapatoria
Justicia draconiana de otra época
Sin embargo, aún es mayor
No se oponga a que sólo alimentará su ira
Te romperá, te doblegará a su voluntad
Oyes la banda de martillo
Cállate o te entregarás
No lo interrumpas, te meterá en una celda
Contemido por desacato
Te bajarán abajo
Contemido por desacato
Derribar
Él es un sirviente de abajo
Y no nos referimos a las células
Esto no es un tribunal terrenal
Estás a las puertas del Infierno
El demonio te apunta y sonríe
Tu carne empieza a arrastrarse
Estás deseando contar tus pecados
Que nunca habías nacido
Tu misma vida bajo su control
Él desprecia tu alma
Ponte de pie, antes de esta corte te levantarás
Por tu juicio y tu destino
Te mira fijamente con desprecio en sus ojos
Y para ti no hay escapatoria
No hay escapatoria
Estás en desacato
Estás en desacato
Estás en desacato