THAT DAY
they say your supposed to see a light, but why would you see a light when your gonna be submitted to everlasting sleep?
they say your going home, but how is it home if your six feet deep
the here, the now, i like it, i don't want to just leave it
i don't like the incertainty, this is some kind of bull shit
i'm not questioning the almighty but its burns my soul to know i was born to die; why must i do all this living in between if the endings all the same
that day won't be any different from the rest, one minute your here and the next your gone and there's no one to blame
there is but one glimmer of hope, the silver lining on the cloud, and that is we're going reunite with our king, our saviour, or are we?......
they say your going home, but how is it home if your six feet deep
the here, the now, i like it, i don't want to just leave it
i don't like the incertainty, this is some kind of bull shit
i'm not questioning the almighty but its burns my soul to know i was born to die; why must i do all this living in between if the endings all the same
that day won't be any different from the rest, one minute your here and the next your gone and there's no one to blame
there is but one glimmer of hope, the silver lining on the cloud, and that is we're going reunite with our king, our saviour, or are we?......
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