mock his pain
feel the wrath
the bullets shall rain down
upon your oh so ******* innocent heads

**** his mind
you will feel the aftermath
your loved ones will be those to regret your birth

release your pain on those weaker than you
look down on those in need of help
and you will fall to their immortal souls
they must make the pain you once felt seem like a happy day

drown the girl who once helped you while you were ablaze
and watch the revolt
that will surely come upon you

****** those who tried endlessly, you must reach some kind of punishment right?

you will reach some sort of regret due to your wretched actions correct?

how do you inflict this much pain and go on feeling happiness everyday?

where is the real justice?
that never actually occurred?
and without the name of justice would you have ever craved it?
revenge it inks itself into your façade of justice

and without your belief that one day this will all be for something, what is it that would come out of you?