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I came to knock on your door

To submit myself to your mercy

To bow at your feet, and beg

And oh, how I begged

For this world

Is broken beyond repair

A bandage does no good to heal this wound

Nor amputation, but bloody dismemberment

Lord, only you have the power

To initiate, the great purge of humanity

And nothing will change

On the cosmic scale

For this place is not meant for us

We brought this place, beyond disrepair

We’ve had our chances, we had the time to make things right

But we failed, and we need to pay the price

Head on my knees

I rock back and forth

And by some miracle

He commences

The disease, the flood

The drought, and the war

Spare no soul

It’s beautiful, farewell