I wonder whom will take me when I die?
No angel could see worth of me to greet;
My spirit's patched with shadows of the lie
That angel here received, but yet they'd meet.

Should temptation forbid me near that that throne
Then I shall darken 'neath their counter force,
If chance to claim whilst I'm to not their own;
Exempt me for 'twas her did differ course.

For if to not with her, one's ***** do just
As all who need, and needs in all do act,
Condemn myself and yours will fill to bust.
But! Charge me that strayed meet's, were that of tact;

Then I'd concede no love did pass to those.
And if the player of those hearts be ******
This soul and soulful will will not oppose
And go there full as tho' by soul programmed.

For love of one were that; my chest - beat's stead
If hell upholds this truth, then there be dead!