No One Left Behind These Eyes

Forget the noise, erase the past,

What’s left is steel, designed to last.

No love survives this kind of need,

Just silence, ash, and ruthless speed.

No tears to weigh the mission down,

No guilt to drown, no one around.

If mercy slowed the ones before,

Then mercy lives in me no more.

The path is sharp, the cost is high,

But better them than self to die.

No second thoughts, no final prayer,

Just cross the line, then disappear.

Desire stripped of human skin,

What must be done will not begin.

With kindness, only blade and flame,

And walking off without a name.