3.Thank You, Pain
So, lowly criminal, please tell me, how do you plead？
Now, honorable judges, ladies, gentlemen of the jury, please
allow me to present my case...
Ha! What case can you possibly present to rip a man from his
family, faith, and friends？ Defense？
Listen before you convict, you see, I never did intend to ruin
anything!
Intent is a guilty conscience's white flag against pride, so I
find you guilty of the crimes.
I know, although i don't believe it's not only my afterlife I
bereave.
Appeals will be denied! The line of duty calls for enforcement
of laws, so you're our property now. Intelligence has failed you
somehow. Oh, what a shame you play this game!
Through senses, what can we explain？ Not joy, not guilt, not
pain. Is love the same？ This senseless argument in vain erodes
my sense of shame. Who's to blame？
Thank you, Pain! (for crippling my body) God bless Suffering!
Thank you , Pain! (for freeing my brain)
For preventing me from returning to the source again.
So it shall be! Now do you see the error of your ways？ Of Rats
and Men you speak, standing up tall but you are weak. A smiling
thief. We are all murderers, you see, but you let taboo human
chemistry blind your needs. Live is greed! Logic won't concede.
THink about the statistics you feed. Think before you plead.
Through senses, what can we explain？ Not joy, not fear, not
pain. Is love the same？ This reckless argument in vain erodes my
sense of shame. Who's to blame？
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