[Lyric Note 1]
Thomas Light was picked up three days later in a beggars' cemetery. Emily Stanton had been buried there an hour earlier. She had no family. Her few acquaintances from the factory were busy covering the hole she'd left in their workforce. A few unmoving passages were read by a disaffected priest as her body was slowly lowered into the cold ground. No one but the men paid to cover her pine casket with earth heard his words. Even those were drowned out by the more urgent ones booming from the large telescreen. An hour after the ceremony, Light stepped out of the tree line just beyond the grave. He staggered to the mound of freshly moved earth and fell to his knees, tears pouring from his eyes onto her grave. The police, too, had been waiting. He didn't resist. The trial began within the week. The media circus was phenomenal. The city saw a demon portrayed on the screen. Every shred of evidence was dissected and rebuilt to incriminate him. Constant news, facts, and rumors were forced upon and absorbed by the masses
[Verse 1: Thomas Light]
Emily, the crowd has gathered here
But it is not because of you
Emily, the taste of blood in their mouths
I can't imagine what they'll do
But it doesn't matter what they'll do to me
[Verse 2: Thomas Light]
Emily, they've forgotten you
When they set their sights on me
They will hang me from the rope tonight
Will you be waiting there for me?
[Refrain: Thomas Light]
Will our souls remember where we said we'd meet
On the way out of this town?
I'm leaving one way or the other, Emily
There's nothing left here for me now
[Verse 3: Thomas Light]
Emily, it's so quiet now
It's like the calm before a storm
They will punish me for what he did to you
But either way it's all my fault
Cause I made the man who laid his hands on you
And I would tear him down, but I feel like a dead man
And what can a dead man do?
Thomas Light was picked up three days later in a beggars' cemetery. Emily Stanton had been buried there an hour earlier. She had no family. Her few acquaintances from the factory were busy covering the hole she'd left in their workforce. A few unmoving passages were read by a disaffected priest as her body was slowly lowered into the cold ground. No one but the men paid to cover her pine casket with earth heard his words. Even those were drowned out by the more urgent ones booming from the large telescreen. An hour after the ceremony, Light stepped out of the tree line just beyond the grave. He staggered to the mound of freshly moved earth and fell to his knees, tears pouring from his eyes onto her grave. The police, too, had been waiting. He didn't resist. The trial began within the week. The media circus was phenomenal. The city saw a demon portrayed on the screen. Every shred of evidence was dissected and rebuilt to incriminate him. Constant news, facts, and rumors were forced upon and absorbed by the masses
[Verse 1: Thomas Light]
Emily, the crowd has gathered here
But it is not because of you
Emily, the taste of blood in their mouths
I can't imagine what they'll do
But it doesn't matter what they'll do to me
[Verse 2: Thomas Light]
Emily, they've forgotten you
When they set their sights on me
They will hang me from the rope tonight
Will you be waiting there for me?
[Refrain: Thomas Light]
Will our souls remember where we said we'd meet
On the way out of this town?
I'm leaving one way or the other, Emily
There's nothing left here for me now
[Verse 3: Thomas Light]
Emily, it's so quiet now
It's like the calm before a storm
They will punish me for what he did to you
But either way it's all my fault
Cause I made the man who laid his hands on you
And I would tear him down, but I feel like a dead man
And what can a dead man do?
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