Your wicked tongue
It speaks much evil

Your pallid face
You give no hope
No strength
Your weakness collides

You're nothing but a liar
A dirty mouth
And a show off

You give no support
But pride
Your mercy goes to you only
Which shows your hate

Hate is what you get back
After the back stabs
And the tortures you gave

Now no one cares of your fate
Your trifling
Even if you die
You are now spoken by bane words

But yet I forgive your lies
And your back stabs that hurt

I forgive your derisiveness
Your bar barbarous
And yet your treachery...
I forgive you