An open-soul surgery
A judgment for my sins
Will I go to heaven?

Or suffer the wrath of hell?

I lay on the operation table
Waiting for a verdict...

"Undecided."
I don't know what that means
I ask for further explanation
They hesitate to give an answer.

Oh, that's it?
A mixed up soul.
A messed up life.

A little of every emotion,
All balled up into one.
That's what they see in my soul.

They see sin, and kindness. An even amount.
So I guess that's just me,
"Undecided."