Keystyle Warning...

Sin...
i lament over past decisions
that elevated dissension and amplified discord
unwarranted emissions from my mouth caused rancor
i stand in blatant remission in front of my Lord

I repent on my knees wishin
and beggin for mercy, on my sinful soul of sorrow and woe
Almost as quick to lie in speech as i was with a hoe
i committed seven of ten, many the world will never know

I resent myself in the precinct snitchin
givin my boys up..when i was the cook in the devil's kitchen
concoting recipes for disaster and pain
satisfying my salivating desire of personal gain

My present contempt for my past is the same for my future
i see burning precipice and fire right and left
it's too late to atone..of time im bereft
i see, gnashing of teeth, and ripping of flesh
a soul encased in bones enduring pain with no rest

I relent my voracious requests of amnesty
all of my life i see now was a travesty
like a deer in headlights, lame to avoid the rhapsody
a pinnacle of existence, the height of life...yet equidistant
from my central orgin the straight path of being
displaced from the path to salvation
disrupted and diverted by sins and temptations
i have squandered my chance to be saved
so i now will feel the wrath of Michealangelo's Blade
Amen...

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