Condemnation

Condemnation!
tried,
here on the stand,
with the book in my hand,
and truth on my side...

Accusations?
lies!
hand me my sentence,
I'll show no repentance,
I'll suffer with pride...

If for honesty,
you want apologies,
I don't sympathize.
If for kindness,
you substitute blindness,
please open your eyes...

Condemnation!
why?
because my duty,
was always to beauty,
and that was my crime...

Feel Elation!
high,
to know I can trust this,
fix of Injustice,
time after time...

If you see purity,
as Immaturity,
well it's no surprise.
If for kindness,
you substitute blindness,
please open your eyes.

(Depeche Mode)