We are sent here to kill, maim, disembowel, decapitate,
and swim in the lubricous life force that spews from the veins of the dying,
but none of us are here no more.
We may be listening to a different music,
the rushing river of death.
But you see, there's another description of the crimes itself.
The slashing, the torture,
all the things we witnessed but did not participate in,
because we had a twinge of conscience.
In this human world,
you may be judge of men,
but there darker court rooms,
and there are punishments more dire than death.