Don't Beg For Mercy, 'Cause You Won't Get Any

Get down on your hands and knees,
They demand,
Knowing they have the upperhand,
Sooner or later it will go by miserably,

You look up and sneer,
Hoping your death will be fast,
For we all know your life won't last,
Yet, you have no fear,

All of the pleas and cries,
Go unheard,
As their heads are lowered,
Then they hear your final cries,

They go to inspect,
Your still alive,
Though you don't know if you'll survive,
What you do now, will have an effect,

Running and running,
You try to find your way,
Getting lost, you at least get away,
Freedom you are finally feeling,

Though you're lost,
You wish to be found,
But not by those who kept you bound,
Your will is beginning to frost,

Others have found you,
Knowing that with them,
You'll have no problem,
Your life and will are now anew,

But will you save those who have saved you?