Memorial Arrangements

As we place this wretched waste of a man into his final rotting place.
We pray for his soul to be stripped and tormented
Of all that is proper, to burn his sins,
In the witness of the Father, the Son and the Holy
Ghost, his soul will fall below the valley of death.
Left to rot forever, to never be free, never return.



Credits
Writer(s): Phil Fasciana, Brett Hoffman
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