Daylight breaks over the fallen ones.
Their bloddy bodies are laid there to rot.
Did you never think these would be the consequences?
You are the martyr.
You are the silent killer.
Look at the broken homes you've left in your wake.
Look at the dead bodies you left on the ground.
One by one they will fall.
One by one we will all fall.
The violence is not over.
You can't kill me because I'm already dead.
You don't practice what you preach.
You cannot hide the horrors you unfolded that night.