- Your justice is a pen and the pain you inflict on my heart is the same pain from this pen used to stab my love.
- You tell me your words are for moral integrity but why do my friends cry from this spilled red?
- You amended my life in blood, said it was for the greater will of God.
- You praised your victory with crimson colors and to praise your God.
- But didn't you know? The pen you stabbed my love with, was a pen grasped by hate...
~Celeste~ (c) 2008 Mewi