Its stripes tell of its story;
one of blood shed and innocence stolen.
The fire in its eyes screams destruction.
It consumes everything in its path,
devours all it encounters.
In the eye of the tiger lies pain and destruction.
Its teeth tear apart the innocent,
destroy the pure.
But from the lamb the tiger flees.
Evil is destroyed by love.
Destruction is no more.
The Lord prevails.
In his right hand sits justice,
in his left, the sword of the spirit.
He redeems his holy ones;
makes all creation pure and clean once more.
And so we cry out to you;
to take the shame, the pain;
to root out injustice with your mighty right hand.
You have already won.
