So Be It

 

You mock me with your words of ice,
All while trapped within your sin and vice.
You claim that I am the one to blame,
But you know I can never be the same;
And you know that you can never change -
Yet you dare to claim that I am strange.
When you're bound within your helpless rage,
Remember that I once tried to open your cage;
But you refused my help, my love, my aid.
So be it - you've doomed yourself to war and blade.
You've made your choice; I offered in vain,
So I leave you now to your preferred pain.
Don't blame me when you realize you're wrong -
I hope your pride's enough to keep you strong.