This lesson isn't lost on me:
I sought one fool, now face many.
And, whilst I accept the total blame,
You weak people all look the same.
Eleusis? Shallam? I laugh
At hollow threats of future wrath,
And if you think I'll run and hide
You're twice as wrong as me, you'll find:
Two months of insult-fuelled PK
You have on me. Do not delay
In serving it. Faith is my strength.
I shall Suffer. I shall Oppress.
So come and find this Serpent Lord.
Go! Spread the word, come on. Forward!
I shan't hide in Mhaldor's embrace;
I erred, I stand tall, strong and face
Whatever harm you think you'll do.
Cleanse me with blood if your Cause is true.
Happy hunting, and adieu.
Come find me. We'll see what ensues.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Valnuary, in the year 401 AF.