The State Vs. Thomas Light - The Protomen

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

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?

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

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?

(This is not your fault)

I’m leaving one way or the other, Emily

(This is not your fault)

There’s nothing left here for me now

Turning his attention to the proceedings…

Here comes the blow

We find the only man who loved her

We find the only man who’d give his life to see her once again

We find this man-

(Not) Guilty…

I am (Not) guilty…

I am (Not) guilty!

The judge entered his chambers.

The lawyers and jury filed out of the courtroom,

leaving Light, a free man, sitting silently behind the defendant’s table.

The sound of the mob outside was deafening.

Even from within the thickly

marbled walls of the courthouse, their rage — their sense of injustice — were

palpable.

Throughout the trial, the telescreen had told them that their

judicial system would ultimately fail them, that the laws of the city were

flawed, skewed to shelter monsters like Light, powerless to protect the people.

Impotent.

Weak.

Dangerously out of touch with the times.

Obviously,

the screen had been telling the truth.

Now, it was telling the masses that

they would have to take matters into their own hands if justice was to be

served