a final appeal to the devil
gave rise to a ritual war
by everyone’s estimation
the worst had all happened before
before you condemn the aggressor
remember to look at his wounds
if hatred is all that you give us
then hatred is all we can use
the voice of the martyr did falter
in pleading his merciful cause
when beasts came to roar their rebuttals
he knew that his words were for naught
their savagery struck him as hateful
but this was no comfort to him
whatever the motives he died for
he won’t ever die for again
you waste your appeals to the conscience
of beasts that you chose to abuse
if hatred is all that you give us
then hatred is all we can use
mercy shall not come to save you
your judgement shall not be today
first comes the cleansing by fire
next the impossible shame
don’t blame the aggression of devils
for the cost of your choices come due
hatred was all that you gave us
so hatred was what we used