The voice of murder rises up,
crying out for justice;
not knowing justice comes for him.

The heart of man is pride,
and they see themselves as holy;
looking into the mirror's reflection,
and seeing there only good.

The true servants of God,
they look upon their sins;
rather than crying out for justice,
they cry to God for mercy.

He has mercy on those who come,
begging Him for mercy;
and justice on those,
whose hands deal out injustice.

The plight of the wicked is to kill,
they are murderers, they are liars;
and so take form of Satan,
who was a liar from the beginning.

The truth stems not from vocal chords,
but begins within the heart;
and those who hide this voice,
when it speaks forth murder,
these have become hypocrites.

When the world sees the face of evil,
it has become too late;
it has been revealed to man,
the things that lie within the heart,
unleashed now for the world to see.

©2026 Sayori Yǔ