[Suzerain of Sheol]

This... sounded better in my head. :|

A Private Apophasis

When I drove the nails through your hands,
was it pleasure?
When I pierced your side,
was there anything left to harm?

We have spoken at length, you and I.
We have suffered the world,
sat amid the agony of high thrones.

And when I broke your legs,
was that thanks I heard?
When I crowned you my God,
did you weep for my loss?

Those words of yours, so long ago,
I remember them.
We were talking of justice.

When I brought them all to witness,
was it not the moment of your glory?
When I made them wail,
did you not feel loved?

As we stood there,
looking down upon the kings,
I could swear I saw you smile.

When I watched you die,
did I think of all we had shared,
our covenant?

I think I did.

I saw that smile, as the flames kissed you,
as your blood turned to poison.
I heard your laughter echoing
against the ceiling of Hell.
I smelled the bliss
of your flesh as it blackened.
I could taste your lust in the air.
I felt your sorrow melt away, your shame.

I watched you suffer, as no man has suffered,
and I knew you wanted more.