You can criticize my way of life. You can call me misguided. You can say that I have no sense of reality. You can say that my God is dead. You can say that my God won't protect me. All of that is fine. My values demand that I allow you say and believe such things.
But you have killed my brothers and sisters. You have told me that my life is worth nothing. This I do not understand, for I would never do that to you. I am clearly not worthy of understanding and respect in your eyes.
So it comes to this. I did not want this, but you have forced the issue. You have challenged my very existence, and this I cannot tolerate. I am a man of peace, but I will not allow you to destroy me and mine.
You have forsaken the power of words, and this shall be your epitaph.