She’s the one they spoke of
In the dead of night
A Symphony of voices
Whispering against the moon
They brought her here
To lay her breast upon the stone
Her mind writhes at the attention
While her body remains in place
Frozen in the memories of pain
A cataclysm of time eroded her
Till she became their fears
A broken child who rose up
The demolition of sinners
Her breath ragged with tension
Vision blurred like the smoke
They burned into her flesh
As they cried, they begged and pleaded
But they never heard her speak before
The ground shook as she spoke
They had no idea who she was
The beast roared from her heart
As the flames engulfed her sins
She took them with her
To the end.