Running through the woods, feeling the panic,
Dreading the moment when hanging is here.
Hopping over logs, she feels so frantic.
Getting there too late would be her worst fear.
Will this endless amount of trees soon end?
Oh, how her heart races, faster, faster.
Scared and in fear for the life of her friend,
Maybe, he can be saved from the Master.
His fate was to be hung and left to die,
But she wouldn't let him, her only friend.
She heard the gunshot and began to cry,
He had been hung and her heart would not mend.
Hanged for the fact of injustice alone,
Her love was gone and she could only moan.