The irony in it all
To truly be like me
You'd have to kill those you loved
You'd have to kill them without a second thought
You'd even have to make sure you killed them the first time
Otherwise you'd have to do it all over again
Once you've killed those you loved deeply
You'd have to kill way more people
Innocents to be honest
People who didn't do anything to you
But people whom were in the wrong place at the wrong time
You'd have to kill for no reason at all

In order to be like me,
Truly be like me,
You'd have to walk down a dark path
Where the only source of light is your soul
Where you have no one to turn to
Where you have only yourself,
Your sorrow,
Your honor,
Your regrets,
Your rage,
Your self-loathing,
Your old self,
Your lost happiness,
And your loneliness as your only companions
Where your only sense of honor comes from love that you felt for people whom you cared about
Those whom you killed without a second thought
You'd have to kill thousands of people because it was what you felt was right
You'd have to kill and fight
You'd have to conjure up an amry of darkness
You'd have to lead that army
You'd lead that army to kill everyone in your path
You'd let that army create complete chaos
And while your standing there in the middle of all the chaos
You look up to the sky and drink the blood pouring like rain from above
Then you'd find what survivors you could from the chaos you've created
Line them up in a huge area
And kill them one by one
Never once thinking about what you are about to do
Destroying their last hope of a normal life
A life where they had a family
A life where they had happiness
A life where they had love
A life you've just destroyed in the blink of an eye
And when you've killed the last of them
You will stand at the top of the world of chaos, death, and destruction you've just created
And scream to the heavens for forgiveness
Only when the heavens answer
It's not forgiveness that they give
Instead the heavens give you damnation
But they don't kill you
They let you live
They let you live with all the deaths and taint on your soul
So that you have nothing left in you but deep sorrow and regret
And every night when you sleep
You can hear the cries and accusations of those you killed
And one day when you are out walking a dark path
You will see all the souls of the people you have killed
You will look into their eyes and see what you have taken from them
You will see the happiness you have taken from them
You will see the life you have taken from them
As you stand there and look into their eyes
You will wonder why you did it
You will ask yourself
'Why did I kill all of those people?'
'What kind of monster am I?'
'Do I deserve to live after what I've done?'
Once you've found your answer to these questions
You will do something no one has ever imagined
You will walk to a lake
You will walk into the lake
And let the water surround you with its essence
You swim to the deepest and coldest part of the lake
Then you dive deep into the water and let it surround you
While surrounded by the water
You realize something is happening
The water of the lake is purifying you
At first you don't know what to do
But then you accept what the water is trying to do without further struggle
When the water is done purifying you
You swim to the surface and find that everything is as you had left it,
Destroyed,ruined,dead,poisonous,and lifeless;
Once you find out everything is normal
You continue to swim in the deep depths of the lake
And let time pass you by
Never once regretting what your about to do
You continue to swim
But this time your not swimming for a little fun
Your swimming for many reasons
But none of them remain very clear to you
Once you've reached the desired area
You float on the currents of the deep water of the lake
You close your eyes
Allowing yourself to absorb the power of the lake
And let yourself go

That is what you have to do
To be truly like me