by Nick Gisburne
Her name was 7-64-295
And all I ever wanted was a chance
If only she had known I was alive
Perhaps we could have shared a dream, a dance
I saw her on the Chemical Parade
Dispensing Moral Deviation Sprays
But I, a Serf, an undeserving grade
Was hidden from her Diary of Days
For her, I broke the Sanction, broke the rule
And broke the body she would not betray
My comrades, I confess I was a fool
But vote to give me mercy, please, I pray
Acknowledging the verdict of the State
I face the Execution Grid, my fate
