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 souls. 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.