Purgatory

[Equus_Pallidus]

Hooked up to the oxygen
Waiting for you here
Nose full of plastic
Wanting bad a beer

Instead I’ll have a cigarette
My lungs are dying fast
Might as well abuse them
For this will be my last.

My brain is all scattered
As I gurgle for my breath
My lungs are all in tatters
My lungs belong to Seth

Oh how they wonder
My mind is residue
The Grim one brings me under
Saying cancer becomes you

Now my fortune fades
My life goes to the top
The Lord he is unhappy
As he shows what mercy bought

He says you shall be in this place
One hundred thousand years
Yes you shall be in this place
And see me year to year

And after you have paid the price
That many are not afforded
My mercy will then be clear
For others who have not boarded

For Heaven is a place
That the pure shall only see
The fire that I bring you now
Will Heaven Guarantee

Those who say my grace alone
Shall never see me 'till
The body has been purified
By purgatory’s kiln

You shall be a pottery
Molded by the fire
Burned into your memory
And dressed in gold attire

Welcome home!