Peaceful Death

lee all is there room in hell? you think i want to be so worthless call my name and i will surface the purpose denies man sunday evening returning home from church the masses of people lives summerized in a paragraph not much different from mine were after the same thing were after the same peaceful death have mercy on my sole have mercy on us all the average i envy for his ignorance will everlast eternally and his faith his blessings written in black but your condemning my thoughts a gift eternally wrapped to rat in a box with a clear head and all around the voices of hell and i'm following you you don't want to believe i so, i do