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
