I fear my days on this earth, are all but numbered
I have wasted my life; committing blunder after blunder
The lord gave my several talents but I hardly used them
As a soldier of Christ, I was practically useless
And now day and night, Lucifer waits outside my door
Waiting for me to breathe my last, so he may collect my soul
I am but another one of his millions of victims
Who feel prey to his lies and promises of never ending riches
Lord is it too late to come to you and seek forgiveness
I know my life was full of so much greed and wickedness
Oh how I must sound pathetic and ridiculous
But when I say “I’m sorry for all my sins,” I’m truly serious
So please erase all my sins and forget all my mistakes,
And tell St Peter to let me thorough the Pearly Gates.
And let not an eternity in Hell be my fate
Come Lord can you possibly say no to this pretty face?
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