O Wretched Man - The Decomposing Shrine

I am the created - Made from dust of earth
I am the chosen - Elected before birth
I am the temple - Housing the Divine
I am the vessel - The decomposing shrine

I have died, buried ‘neath the waters
Only to be born again a new creation
Dead to the world, freed from its curse
But still afflicted by its disease

I sense the presence of the ghost
Changing me inside - sanctify
Reveal Your mysteries in whispering truths
While breathing life into this corpse

I am created - I am chosen
I'm the temple - I'm the vessel
Made from dust of earth - Elected before birth
Housing the divine - The Decomposing (shrine)

A new creation guided by the ghost
His Spirit possessed me I am His host