You can’t erase the past. You can’t burn it away. That’s the spell on you. That’s magic. Science in its purest form.
You can’t drown sorrow with tears. If you want to erase sorrow, you must burn it.
Evil won’t die on its own. It only festers.
There’s a big difference between what’s legal and what’s righteous.
If you’re born for hang, you can’t drown.