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.