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May the gods have mercy on me,

For what I have done, is no forgivable.

I don’t care regardless.

Mercy is for those who die.

These corpses asked for mercy,

None was given.

They can rot with me,

Alone on the rock in the sea of those before.

Rivers of bodies,

Seas of blood,

I stand alone,

Looking for those who ask for mercy.

Mercy if for the dead,

I will make sure none who ask receive it.

They gave no mercy to her,

I give no mercy back.

Child, if you watch me from where you rest,

Know that mercy was not shown,

For you or I,

So I do not return it.

The demons in my closet will break loose

And we will be separated forever.

If you have any sway, say that I ask,

I ask only for forgiveness.

I ask that I am told that I am forgiven.

I do not ask for mercy,

I will burn in hell as I should.

All I want is a goodbye.

A true goodbye

Not words whispered over a corpse

Over a grave

Over the bodies of your murderers.

Forgive me for taking from myself,

What they took from you,

If you’re watching,

Meet me at the gates.

On the rock in the sea

Of those who came before us

Meet me at the gates

And say goodbye