Psalm of the Merciless

Slow, and with great care
I descend these jagged steps of quiet despair
May they lead to pain eternal or inordinate bliss
There is nothing I could welcome more than eternity's kiss

I have never felt this cold before
Lost betwixt the rights and wrongs
Blood drips from a weak and fractured core
Never to soar

Mercy escapes my grasp
Penance, your ask is vast
Mercy, where have you gone?
Penance, to sing your psalm

Reaching far into my soul
Hollowed caverns, ever-deep
You seek some semblance of control
Yet there’s not a trace, I am a ghost

Standing on the crumbling debris
Not a sound for miles around
Look around, what is left from me?
The ash on the ground

Life is cold and merciless
Its song engrained within our hearts
There is only one regret
I wish I knew from the start

Mercy escapes my grasp
Penance, your ask is vast
Mercy, where have you gone?
Penance, to sing your psalm