"Your pen"

A pen to kill

Erase evil with a quill

A foe against your will

His blood, you must spill.

Running the ink on a page

A storm in the enemy’s heart will rage

Ending and beginning all pain

You, a god, starts a redemption plague.

A pen to win

Now to end his kin

Staring with a lying grin

Because to take you on is a sin.

A gun is shot

Barrel still hot

But not aimed at the fiend

Instead, it's you who was caught.

A pen to die

Is it just you and I

I breathe in and ask why

Above a world of rot we must fly.

Hand in hand with a god

His cold skin now thawed

In your world, we are all wrong

He’s always seen through your façade.

A pen to regret

His eyes upon you now and you still sweat

Your life was the gun in a deadly roulette

You wish you could forget.

No time passes in a land beyond it

But the quiet is nice, you admit

Then your breathing matches his

Light fills his heart, every bit.