the new imprint

The dead gone
Into another world
Living on starting new
A fresh new start
When record of past deeds
Serve the punishment
Then a new world begin

Yesterday dead and gone
Crying for a moment then it is done
No memory of the past..........
No shackles to bring it down

On the new imprint
The dead flesh and bones
Rotten then decay
Ashes in cremation
Sins batter trade

The new book opens
A new entry writes
On the day you step it on
You will know
A second chance
No more sin
Hell is waiting!