Innocent life
shining right between the eyes;
accusation leads to
guilty until proven otherwise.

A martyr
to suffer from cold hands
when she offered warmth
and be da**ed.

For all the love in the world
comes its opposing abundance;
hatred by the hundred billions
and those who shake to express it.

See us down with you now;
if this trench is deep, yours be ten-fold
or I am simply crazy
or you have simply outsmarted me.

She was taken in chains,
do you feel anything?
Or is there a black hole
right through your piggish chest?

She was taken in chains,
do you feel anything?
Or is that a lack of soul
I sense from your breath?

Blood on your hands and
hiding from bloodhounds;
but you’ll be found
for justice is blind, but devout.

We’ll see through this
‘til out comes the truth
and when it does,
we’re coming back for you.

She was taken in chains,
do you feel anything?
Or is there a black hole
right through your eaten heart?

She was taken in chains,
do you feel anything?
Or is that a lack of soul
I could sense from the start?