'Cruelty sparks from an empty head' br 'Those who are evil wind up dead' br Truer words one never spoke br But in deceptive roots they soak br These accusing homolies can rend the mind br Of Innocent youth you think are blind br Unfounded accusations mar br Your pristine nature; who you pretend you are br For the precarious ways that you disclaim br Are the very cause for what I became br I crave to see the day you cry br Howls of regret before you diebr br Vu. Vu.