Another carelessly, carefully hidden mess has spilled out onto the floor
And it's a pain I have never felt before
Your pain I have never felt before
I shudder at the thought of the moment when innocence broke
When it turned inside-out at the blasphemous words the one you trusted spoke
I shudder at the heaviness you carried
the memories you buried
and the silence you had no choice but to choose
Please believe that amidst the shame and fear, your Mother held you near
To all those who know--who knew--that the scourge lays waste at noon: what did you do?
Did you not perceive the weight of a single soul?
Did you not think your insidious razor of silence would reach bone?
Because it did, and now that's broken too, and we're all looking at you
Oh God, take this mess
Take this mess of dark and death
and help us sift out all the light again