The accused will rise to be torn in two. guilty of nothing but loving you. this is the judgement. And I'm willing to plead. how you don't want me. hoping this torment will cease. Will I be released?. There'll be lies there'll be tears. a jury of your peers. with a pitiful lack of experience. Hand down the judgement. And if I done wrong. and loved you too long. Stand up and just testify. How can I deny?. Objection overruled. I wait for my reprieve. with the trust of the deceived. the wisdom of the fool. It's his sorrowful face. too heavy for his head. cos he bowed it as something come over him. it was the judgement. He falls to his knees. Have mercy on me. He clings to the hem of her gown.