The further I walk through this valley of the shadow of death, I fear all evil for the Lord has abandoned us and I hold no illuminating staff.
In October '94, I was five months old. Who knew that me entering the world would mark your humanity taking its first step trying to leave you. Your innocence was stolen, just like mine, and this is a debt my vengeance cannot pay.
I wish that your innocence was taken not, but even more so stolen for naught.