I see here my sweet sister
But the last air she will breathe
Is filled with your vile gasses.
Your wicked taunts filled the air
and echoed in these halls.
But no more!
This place will burn for this!
Your self-important ways will cease.
You care not about the lives of others.
God may be forgiving,
But I am not!
My dearest sister often wondered,
How do these fools sleep at night?
Tonight, my friends,
You will sleep, but dream no more.