-- Inspired by a true poem --
-- Written to express the true fulfillment of service to the Lord of
Evil and His Seven Truths --

Batter my heart, Malevolent Lord, to You.
My soul do bind, break, bleed, to ashes rend,
That I might, tempered, rise, and only bend
Before Your force. Burn, forge, and make me new
That never be I to another due.
I labor to admit You, serve Your ends,
That strength, Your Viceroy in me, shall contend
Though captived, never prove weak or untrue.
More dearly do I serve, made strong through pain,
Evermore betrothed, do give my life,
Divorce desires, untie, break knots of shame
That You might fair imprison me, for I,
Save You entrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever full, save You empower me.

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Miraman, in the year 341 AF.