Kayle, blinded by the shadows your light casts.
Here to make excuses for their darkness sister?
The unrighteous will burn!
And the buyers of justice shall vanquish the darkness!
Justice, how boring!
As evil grows so shall I.
I make my own justice!
Behold the righteous flame!
Darkness reveals our truth.
Why have we wings sister if not to fly?
Why do we have feet if not to tread upon the soil?