A cry from the wilderness of the soul
Stifled by the stench of exerted power
The face of innocence destroyed
Wickedness stains the face of the trusted, the loved
And a once beautiful life turns inward upon itself
But light must break
Reparation must be sought
The devourer must see the shattered soul
No mortal sentence too great
No forgiveness
Judicial sickness betrays the victim
Vigilance must realign the scales of justice
The bullet wound, the sword-slashed throat
Crimes unforgivable, blood solution
To steal the soul, to steal the dreams