A Piece of Your Flesh
Warhead Lyrics


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...in his thoughts the murderer blames the ones who pass the laws,
sentence to death and file the cases away. In his eyes they commit a
murder, planned and legalized by the government. He asks himself: Could
they ever kill a man with their own hands?...

This is my life, a piece of paper in your hands
You play the big guy
You're behind the scenes of the crime
You don't push the button
You pronounce the death sentence
Then you put me on hold, your henchmen to kill me
Could you ever kill a man with your own hands
Tell me how strong you would be
If you were forced to execute me!?
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH

You really believe.
You're going to church on Sunday.
You could do no harm
You represent the public opinion
I guess you don't know
What's going to happen that morning
Or you simply suppress that you're a murderer
Could you ever sleep well at night, if I'd face you
Tell me how grateful you'd be
If your own hands had to kill me!?




YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH
YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Warhead's song "A Piece of Your Flesh" are a commentary on societal attitudes towards capital punishment. The song is written from the perspective of a convicted killer who, in his thoughts, blames those who pass the laws and sentence him to death. To him, they are the real murderers, as they have planned and legalized his execution. He challenges them, questioning whether they would ever have the stomach to carry out such a sentence themselves.


In the chorus, the killer directly addresses those in power, asserting that they hold his life in their hands like a piece of paper. He accuses them of being complicit in the crime, even if they don't actually hit the button to end his life. They pronounce the death sentence, then "put him on hold" for their henchmen to kill him. The killer's underlying message seems to be that the death penalty is cruel and unjust, and those who support it should examine their own conscience before lording over the lives of others.


Line by Line Meaning

This is my life, a piece of paper in your hands
The songwriter feels like his life is in the control of those who make laws and carry out executions.


You play the big guy
The government officials responsible for the death penalty act arrogantly and with a sense of superiority.


You're behind the scenes of the crime
The officials responsible for the death penalty scheme in secret and perpetrate acts of violence almost unnoticed.


You don't push the button
The officials responsible for the death penalty do not actually carry out the executions, but are still complicit in the taking of a life.


You pronounce the death sentence
The officials responsible for the death penalty have the power to decide who lives and who dies, elevating themselves to the ultimate authority.


Then you put me on hold, your henchmen to kill me
The songwriter is left to languish on death row while officials delegate the actual killing to others, distancing themselves from the act of taking a life.


Could you ever kill a man with your own hands
The songwriter questions whether the officials responsible for the death penalty would be willing and able to carry out an execution themselves, without the safety of legal protection.


Tell me how strong you would be
The songwriter challenges those responsible for the death penalty to consider the emotional and psychological toll taking another life would have on them.


If you were forced to execute me!?
The songwriter asks officials to consider how they would feel if they were personally responsible for taking his life.


YOU LET ME ROT, LIKE A PIECE OF YOUR FLESH
The songwriter feels like he is being disregarded and disrespected by those in power, just like a discarded piece of flesh.


You really believe.
The songwriter challenges those who support the death penalty, questioning whether they truly understand the implications of their actions.


You're going to church on Sunday.
The songwriter points out that people who support the death penalty may see themselves as moral and upstanding individuals, but their actions suggest otherwise.


You could do no harm
The songwriter believes that those who support the death penalty may not realize the full extent of the harm that their beliefs and actions cause.


You represent the public opinion
The songwriter acknowledges that those who support the death penalty may believe they are expressing the will of the people, but questions whether this is truly the case.


I guess you don't know
The songwriter believes that people who support the death penalty may not fully understand the implications of their views and the consequences of their actions.


What's going to happen that morning
The songwriter suggests that supporters of the death penalty may not be prepared for the emotional impact of the executions they advocate for.


Or you simply suppress that you're a murderer
The songwriter suggests that supporters of the death penalty may be unwilling to recognize that they are complicit in taking a life, and may suppress their guilt and culpability.


Could you ever sleep well at night, if I'd face you
The songwriter challenges those who support the death penalty to consider whether they could live with the emotional impact of carrying out an execution if they had to face him personally.


Tell me how grateful you'd be
The songwriter challenges those who support the death penalty to consider the emotional and psychological toll taking another life would have on them.


If your own hands had to kill me!?
The songwriter asks supporters of the death penalty to consider the impact of their actions if they were personally responsible for taking his life.




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