A/N: I wrote this oh, about ten minutes after reading Kenya Starflight's story, 'The armor of Vader' and hearing the plot of episode III off my DARLING brother.

This is dedicated to my granpa, who died last friday.

Please R&R.

Once a murderer, always a murderer

They whisper along the aisle

You'll see, you see,

That soon he'll go on trial

(murderer)

This damnable mask

That brands me

This armour protects me

From nothing at all

(murderer)

The damning pit

Where I fell

Where I burned

Where I should have stayed

(murderer)

The people I know,

Those that I killed

Their faces meld

Am I even here?

(murderer)

Angry faces, sorrowful

This cursed mask

Shows nothing

Makes me nothing

(murderer)

My son, my daughter,

To them, the mask is only that,

A mask.

A necessary evil

(murderer)

The mask is Vader,

But am I Anakin, as my children think?

Or am I still,

Just a

Murderer…