To the trial
Through the wooden doors
To your seat
Criminal, eyes on the floor!
The gavel strikes!
And so we begin
Shame and guilt written
On the list of my sins
The jury waits
I make them uneasy
Cause these charlatans see
Their own sins in me
Chorus
Ladies and Gentlemen
Of the cold-blooded jury
I ask you to please
Not judge me so harshly
Ladies and Gentlemen
Of the cold-blooded jury
I know I'm a sinner
But I'm not sorry