We light a candle for a life and bring to God a name, and ask that what we pledge to do may keep alive this flame. While mercy dies and evil lives and torture is a sport and conscience costs a prison cell and justice goes for naught -- The candle burns, but not for us, it burns in hope and pain, for those we failed to save from death, for pleading done in vain; It burns, O God, as sign that we will work, and will not cease till there's no need of Amnesty, till justice comes with peace.