I never should have let you in.
The gates were open and the door left wide. And you charged in, imposed yourself, with daggers and swords and hypocrites at your side. In three, you took over, and left a mark, and when i demand that you get out, you smile and mock what i've become. And when you leave, you leave having left havoc in your wake. Never said a word and left me to repair all my mistakes. Sew patches, and recreate the parts that have been broken. Left to clean up the wounds, rebuild the walls and erase what has been spoken. Left behind a token of your devastation. A memory of your temptation. For that I have to thank you...
the walls are now taller, stronger, the shields have been replaced.
And for once, I no longer regret the pain upon your face.