Kneel… The stone remembers every prayer you broke. I crawl through incense, shattered vows, Tongue bound by sin beneath your crown. My faith lies rotting in velvet decay, Still I beg you — lead me astray. Hush now… Your doubt screams louder than your pain. Confess without a word… And I may let you remain. Kneel before my mercy, Black as grace can be. I kneel, I bleed, I disappear — Your will becomes my fear. In the cathedral of cruel mercy, I am nothing. You are everything. I drink the ash of sacred lies, Every scar baptized beneath your eyes. Redemption hangs upon your decree — If this is hell, let it consume me. You tremble so beautifully, Like saints before they fall. Suffering becomes you… I adore devotion when it crawls. Obey — and call it love. Command me into dust. Your silence cuts deeper than any blade; I worship every wound you made. Would you die for me? I already have! Would you burn for me? I beg for the flame! Then rise… With nothing left But my name. Strip me of heaven. Strip me of will. Make me your scripture — Written in screams. KNEEL FOREVERMORE! I live beneath your law. NO ABSOLUTION. NO RELEASE. NO GOD ABOVE. Only her cruel mercy. Only her voice. Only her name. Remain still… This is where forgiveness dies.
