An innocent man is taken above
bile ridden and made for purgatory
Stripped of empathy and love
The crime is not yours
You're bound with rope and taken upon the gods
You meet those you once bowed for
The bright light scorches your face
You can feel the smoke in your molding teeth
feel your face melting without haste
And the pressure in rotten bones
The sins of your flesh
Your skin is as imperfect as when you first arrived
I stand before you, an honest man!
He tries to say
But he can only sputter
be not afraid
You won't be here for long
You will not continue your merciless parade
those you harmed, here they will lay
sing your miserable song
Prove to us the worth of your mortal days
beg for your forgiveness
and the fates might sing along
But I have not done such things!
I would not bathe in such grime!
I promise with all my time.
That boy I did not know.
I only met him after the snow.
Half truth in his words
Lies muddled under his nails and gums
The boy was not one of your knowledge
Yet his family weeps
You have made him deaths hostage
For that,you we will not keep
The man pleads an act far from coy
Soft lyres hum and swirl in his head
But I never harmed the boy!
How can he be dead?
You have done much wrong
This one was not by your hands
Those you have taken before him led you here
Before us, you stand
If the grieving had hold of you,would they be calm?
you will not be met with swords
All you have done has not been said
We can not allow ignorance to be bred
Those who deny travel in herds
you will not be met with swords
However, your time has come
Have you made full use of your tongue?
It was only half my fault!
That is true
Yet the one who caused his death was none, but you