To Pyramid Head the mocking, pleas, and cries of the self confessed guilty meant absolutely nothing to him. He simply saw things in black and white. It didn't matter what a person wanted to be punished for. If PH was there he would fulfill this need.
"Created for this purpose. Enjoy this purpose."
He did look at his knife for a second, but didn't do anything with it. Instead he turned his hand into a fist, then opened it. A crumpled piece of paper fell down towards her.
The giver of life and the bringer of shame The sins of the latter be even more tame.