My soul is split, half of it taken, Perhaps my blasphemy left me this forsaken, Put in this manner, filled me with dread Half of me rots because I am half dead
Putrefying reek drives me insane, I`m living and deceased, rot seeps into my brain Horrid reality, oh so grim
Current condition caused by God, The living side now must be calmed, I seek a mortician to have the dead half embalmed
I try and walk, the dead half drags Living eye watched as decaying flesh sags, Marked by God, tormented living hell, Begging to die, I can`t endure my smell
Malicious revilement against God, Now by Christ, I`m abhorred, Doomed execration afflicted curse, Non-believers fate - forgive me lord
An undertaker is my last hope, Intense mortification, I no longer cope Pathologists can`t explain why one half died, End solution kill the living side.
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