Tomorrow, I dig my grave.

[Gunter VanCrimson]

Why is it so hard for you to accept me? Have I not paid enought for my sins? Tell me- why can't you forgive me? What have I done out of intention to desserve what you all have committed unto me? Why can't I be accepted?
If you wound me, do I not bleed? When I cry, do I not shed tears? When you pierce my heart- would I not die?

Do I not feel pain when you lacerate me? Burn me? Cut me? Whip me? Beat me?
Do you not feel the need for mercy when I beg in front of you? When I plead? When I cry?

Am I not just a man, a Human Being? All I ask is that you respect me like I am, and nothing more- If you can't respect me, please, at least persecute me no more...

I have repent for my past, I meant no harm, I am only human. I made one mistake, a mistake I had no intention of making... and I have suffered, trying to atone for twenty one, long grueling years.

I want to start anew, not as an exile- but a fellow Human Being.
-Starting with with the invalidation of my excommunication.

So... What do you think?