Pity me, he said
Look and see I’ve bled
My forsaken youth
Is my final proof
I am innocent
Of all dark intent
Pity me, he said
Look, see how I’ve bled

Forgive me he cried
Though I’ve thrice denied
My fears are my chains
All that now remains
I would hold you still
In our graves, until
You forgive, he cried
Though I’ve thrice denied

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