Here in the Beyond

The Tears of the Mournful fall as a Torrent of Water from the Heavens
And mingle upon the Earth forming Rivers of Water
And Blood shed by the Innocent.
Vapors from the Rivers rise up forming a Mist of Agony and Grief
Filling the nostrils of the Wicked Murderers and Destroyers
with a Torrid Scent that wrests and Chokes the Strength of the Evil Force
Created in the Void without Love
That is apathetic to Mercy
That Stands blinded in the Presence of Grace
And Finds no Solace Anywhere in it's Existence....
Peace having Fled from It's Haunting Face.
Relinquish the Tears of the Mournful!
Redeem the Lives of the Innocent!
Drown the Wicked Murderers and Destroyers in the River of Life!
Purge them of Their Iniquitous Deeds
And Cast Them Beyond the Outer Void
Into the deepest Well of Peace and Solace
Where Mercy walks in the hand of Grace.
Here, Anoint Them in Their Nothingness
And Immerse Them in the All That Is so They May Become
Just as the Innocents They have Slain.
Alas, is Justice Served!
What Was Once has Become and Is Again.
Like All Creation, Beginning and Ending
Here, in the Vastness of the Great Void
Beyond All Evil
Beyond all Innocence
Just One Beautiful Perfect Circle
Of Nothingness!
Perfect in it's Beauty
FOREVERMORE.