none shall pass untouched who feel our presence
ice fingers tracing spinal length’s backbone
scalped insinuations, hairline fractures
pass, ye may, but ye shall not pass alone
ev’ry voice that cried or ever suffered
has found a resting place to never rest
instead we weep till justice serves betrayal
awaiting still our time and fairer test
upon the heath and deep within the fissures
our whispered voices carry on the breeze
carry, yet, our message to those list’ning
where evil prospered souls cannot find ease
hear our plaintive pleading when ye pass here
remember well the feelings we instill
lest ye forget, we stay awake, unsettled
crying, suffering, recalling still
hands that slayed, the will behind the actions
unpunished motivations roam the earth
hear us, feel us, trapped where murder flourished
the silent ones delay our due rebirth
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