Guilty And Free Lyrics

Sir?

Yes, your honor?

First and foremost

I will read you the accusations, followed by the verdict

Do you understand?

Yes, your honor

You stand accused of manipulating

A youth, in the midst of their first adult years, into

Submitting to you as a person of unconditional trust

This interpersonal unbalanced dichotomy prevailed

For over half a decade, even though you were well aware

Of it's unsustainability, or by the very least it's unsustainability

Without proper communication and mutual understanding

The lack of which lead to increasingly severe and deep

Mental scars on both sides but most severely on hers

Despite being well aware of this fact you refused

To communicate properly

You knew that you weren't in an authentic mental state

Authentic to neither yourself, nor the one you harmed

Instead of opening up, you kept the fassade going

And complete and utterly destroyed the trust and

Unconditional love bestowed upon you within the blink of an eye

In doing so you you caused irreperable damage and anxiety

Towards any notion of voulnerabilty within your victim

Instead strengthening barriers of self doubt

And fear of intimacy

But I...

Please remain silent until the verdict has been completely read out

This is less of an order and more of a recomendation

Or do you insist on not listening... again?

To put it in your words, it takes two to make one

She was part of that one

So, Mr. Moilanen, will you listen?

Yes, your honor

As I was saying

The crimes previously mentioned were comitted under the vail

Of making up for what you preceived as lost years

Repairing yourself, in order to feel comfortable with who your were

In theory and admirable goal

But, at what cost?

It can become a hazardous goal if you neglect to express these feelings of

Shame in a healthy manner

Not to mention your regulat habit of trying to impress those around you

On a constant bases with pointless if not reckless stunts

And how did you justify these imensely immature ittarrations of insecurity?

With half hearted excuese of doing it for, and I quote

"The greater good

For Science

For Society'

When in reality, you knew, all that you did it for, if not whom you did it for, was yourself

Your first-world, white-privileged, egotistical, sex- and nostalgia-addicted self

Do you have any questions?

What's the verdict?

The verdict?

Isn't it obvious?

My boy, this is all in your head

No one will ever get trialed for being a bad person

I mean: Did you not get pink floyds the wall?

Did you not understand Hideakis masterpiece?

Asking me for a verdict is quite frankly a ludicrous idiocy, if not an insult

The verdict is that you are a free man, who exists in real life

But I do sense that you won't let go of this trial within your head

You can't

And once a year, you will visit that graveyard, hidden behind all

Your crazy ideas and all your positive traits and you will

Go to the gravestone of her old life

The old life that you obliterated

Of course she is still alife, afterall you didn't literally kill her

You just destroyed a part of her soul

You are a villain in her story

It must be hard for you to imagine the pain she went through

All that hope, love and trust, just betrayed

There is a story that could mirror the kind of loss she feels

The kind of cruelty, you stood upon her

She was the bride and you were Bill

In her eyes you showed no remorse

As all your negative attributes ganged up on her

Her, a figuretavely pregnant woman

Pregnant with hope, love and trust

And they beat her to a pulp

Then you gave her the final blow

As she already lay almost dying on the floor

It didn't kill her

But nonetheless created a casm of pain and loss

A casm you won't ever close

Irregardless of any apology you may ever utter

A casm that even if a millenial passes, won't be healed

And then realise this: That this casm was your doing!

No one else is to blame

And she will live with it for the rest of her live

Because of you!

But here's the good news

Sometimes villains get redemption arcs

Sure it won't be easy to be a better person in the future

But I'm fairly certain you can do it

To say it with the words of a better man than me

Every where can be paradies as long as we live

Maybe you can help create one such paradise

Maybe even for someone else

The case is hereby closed

You are dissmissed to contemplate your life