Pressing To Plead

Taken back to the cell confined to a low dungeon which no

light can enter laid

Upon your back strapped down spread eagle that there will

be iron set upon your

Body as great as you can bear and greater

Fed three morsels of barley on the first day of

questioning weights added on pressing

To plead still no crimes admitted or denied three drinks

if water to sustain life

Through the day weights piling high upon the chest

respirations becoming quick

And shallow pressure too intense for the body to sustain

Mind failing under the pain the plate of iron collapses

into the lungs and heart

Ending the trial from which neither side has won