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It never stops, this symphony

In the wake of absolution

Savagery floods back to me

This place is not like I remembered

The trembling of their lips

Aversion of the eyes

I’m home at last

They think that it was me

Who killed a helpless child

My innocence means nothing

To feast upon displeasure

Leer at the weak in dark despair

Throw me the gift of mercy

They set me free

I belong here

It never stops, this symphony

In the wake of absolution

Depravity hangs over me

This place is not like I remembered