Wentworth Prison

Ch. 48: Program pt.3

A/N: listen to this song when reading this chapter

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They had to push back the program a couple of days so they can edit the video that Marie made, now all of the kids are sitting in a room at a table with a screen in front of the room and everybody else is in the back of the room and they are nervous because with Marie you never know what she is capable of doing, Mr. Jackson presses the play button

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Marie is standing in this court room in front of this table with handcuffs on wrists and ankles, just her and the judge, nobody else is in there

'A court is in session
A verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin'

Marie is now in her cell standing in the middle of of room looking around

'The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel'

Marie back in the court room standing there emotionless

'Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion'

Marie walking down the hallway back to her cell with handcuffs on her wrists and ankles

'Shackle by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn'

Marie back in her cell laying in her bed

'(And I said oh)
So I held my head high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride

'(And I said oh)
All held captive out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are in one'

Marie standing in front of a church in normal clothes and looks at the sky in the distance

'I hear a thunder in the distance
See a version of a cross'

Marie standing in front of Ray's grave wiping her tears away

'I feel the pain that given
On that sad day of loss'

Marie in a cell sitting in the middle of the floor but it's all dark no lights on but some sunshine coming through a small window her hair all messy and hasn't slept in days

'A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally'

Marie laying in a casket with her ghost looking at her in front of the casket

'Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time' 2x

Marie sitting in middle of the darken cell with her arms wrapped around herself

'(And I said oh)
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride'

'(And I said oh)
All held captive out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one