Letter From The Grave
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Shaking my fist at the heavens- my lifetime pastime
But now no more natural light shines- flat line
Just as I was dissing his name
I'm hit with the flames as my soul left my physical frame
Frightened, my senses heightened
Defenseless against this relentless lightning
A stampede of thunder claps, I can't breathe
It's like I'm running laps with my lung collapsed
I can't leave- I'm stuck and trapped
Meanwhile, I am no longer senile
The life I lived in the body- that feels like the dream now
And I've awakened to a real life nightmare
It's quite clear- no use putting up a fight here
My destiny is sealed; a true catastrophe
With future agonies that have yet to be revealed
And that thought alone is such a blow to me- it's terrible
Because what I'm feeling right now is totally unbearable
I'm disembodied, met my worst feat mentally
Every second like a year, every year a century
No one that I can call, I'm crushed under a wall
Of holy fury, amazed by the justice of it all
Getting what I deserve, in fact my soul is burning black
I've crossed over the threshold- never to be saved
Eternal is the furnace and it ain't no turning back
Oh God, just let me send my fam a letter from the grave!
My conscience is killing me
Like a worm that never dies
Like a worm that never dies
Scene 2
To my parent, my sisters, my cousins, my nieces
Friend, co-workers- everybody needs to read this
You probably thinking I'm in heaven smiling down upon you
But that's not true- I'm writing this now to warn you
I'm serious- wish I could put a gun to your face
Whatever it takes to make you listen- don't come to this place
I made tons of mistakes when I was there with y'all certainly
The worst by far was not preparing for eternity
It's crazy- I don't even know how to tell y'all
But I'm in hell, y'all
And I know it's upsetting to hear- it's upsetting to be here
But I write so you'd get it and see clear
I don't have all the answers- I grope for more
But there are a couple of things that I know for sure
Re-incarnation is a lie- there's no such thing as Satan- lie
Getting to heaven through meditation- that's a lie
Homicidal I feel, but it's vital we build
Your pride will be killed- the God of the Bible is real
Y'all know- I ain't read the Bible a day in my life
But He's the one who's inflicting all my pain and my strife
So get a Bible and read it- whatever you read- believe it
And after reading, eat it, sleep it and breathe it
There's much more to this man Jesus- observe the story
And I can tell you that there's no such thing as purgatory
What I wouldn't give to have your opportunity
I see my pride has ruined me, ignoring God is lunacy
There's no comfort, all shame, no peace
No slumber, all pain, it don't cease
So don't be lax when attacked with distractions
The fashions and attractions had me relaxing
Now I'm awake for the first time ever
But from the goodness of God's works I'm severed
Regretting all the tracts that I threw in the trash
Regretting moving fast in pursuit of the cash
Regretting spending all my life trusting myself
Regretting not reading the Bible up on my shelf
Regretting all the things in life that had me caught up
Regretting switching the subject when Christ was brought up
Regretting not going to church when my friends invited me
Regretting believing my college profs who lied to me
Regretting dismissing all believers as lame
Regretting not examining Jesus' claims
Regretting...
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