Life I Abide

Born with a threat to die,

Death visit again when I was 29,

And again Death visited at 39,

Now death seems to know my play

Being a Roman Catholic, I hope to burn me away

My ashes scattered into the farmyard ground,

Next to my home and all world around

For the thing, I wanted to do but could be done

Life was fun and painful; it was my worst pun

Yet I have chat with the devil it seems

Lust, deception, and about all my scheme

How much horrible can make a human scream

Without being his tormentor but work behind the scenes

All the fun would begin again,

Sexed-up orgy would hap thing

Drugs alcohol would be the new norm

Religion would be banned from the world yet to born

Desire, desiring, desired would be true,

I am the new Lucifer; how do you do?

What would you desire my love, my slave

You can have all after with your soul you have me graced

All pleasure would be at your bow,

Think of dirty dead, and to way it would plow

Till the time come to bid goodbye

At least your desire was fulfilled, then having an ordinary life;

Till the time come to bid goodbye

At least you desire were fulfilled, than having an ordinary life;