Morbid Existence

In my afterlife, I'll rise again 
Destroy all the ones who laughed 
Kill them all, able to think, flex my limbs 
Talk and socialize, live my life... 

No future, an obscenity, 
Why was I chosen to suffer? 
Hoping I wake up, 
And the curse has left my soul 

Attempts at speech are drowned in laughter 
I writhe and grit my teeth in anger, why? 
Not allowed to make decisions, 
If only I could tell them all I can think