Massacre of the Soul

While my body was being slaughtered by a pair of hands holding a weapon, you told me to be silent. But you thought yourself a god, didn't you? As if you were born two thousand years ago! I was only just getting used to this place! Before I could even taste it! You trampled right over me. Your inhumanities weighed too heavy on the Earth! Go — Mars would suit you better! I sing one dirge for youth, for vanished smiles! I sing a thousand dirges for unlived lives, for the slaughtered and forgotten! And thank you too, dear Earth! The fault is not yours — it belongs to whoever placed these humans here! Who said I created humans to build a hell? Who said there is no greater devil than humanity? No one said it. Not a single soul stood as Earth's advocate. Keep me close, Earth. Soon — while the devil's lawyers patrol the streets, while they walk arm in arm with those who never knew you — we will be reborn with nature.