Sin City (Epilogue of 'The Tyrant's Legacy')

Sin City
Where I heard your name
For Shame

You cast your ill intention
Not to mention your disdain for life
And now what's left to gain
From this domain?

Sin City
Where your image will remain
Like shards of glass embedded deep
Within the flesh of those who've yet
To feel the pain.

Sin City
Lost to hope
Was that your wish?
Infested substitute for life
Embodies all who chose to eat
Food from your dish.

I've often spat into your face within my dreams
I've often cried with tears of blood
And even deafened my own ears with my own screams

Sin City
Beyond pity
Beyond mercy
Beyond hope
Beyond Life