North Or South.

They buried me deep.
Down where the cold damp soil does sorrowfully weep.
Here i lie in the dark.
Around me the sound of a devilish dog who does aggressively bark.
I am dead but alive.
For eternal peace my soiled soul does strive.
Two voices to me talk.
Telling me which way for my soiled soul to walk.
Go north, go south.
I try to talk but no words come out of my dead mouth.
I am six feet under.
Above me peace, below me lightening and thunder.
Here i lie in the dark.
Louder i hear the devilish dog bark.