Death is an eternal release of pain and grief,
No more tears, no more crutch, just you and your belief.
Many died before J.C. gave his life for me, so what happened to the souls of the man B.C.?
Where is heaven is there a sign or a nebula u can point me to?
I didn't think so but who's looking certainly not you.
I've been force fed revelations by the spoon full till my stomach bursts,
All the years, and all these tears what is it worth.
To have faith gives you purpose in your life, is that right?
What about the faith that most people you'd call deviants put right here in this knife?
If I believe its my place in life to end his life, or steal his wife, what is hell like?
If those big ten laws go on to be broke, but I had faith enough to be real but still chased after the smoke, what would happen if I died 2day and hit heavens gate with all of my weight, not because right or wrong but becuase of my short 923 year wait,still havin faith, but it's never to late, to take the time to get it straight.
Where do faithful sinners go when the lights go out, and in thier final moments thier hearts were filled with doubt?
What if in the end they belived they knew what their true purpose was all about?
What if I was right there holding ur hand as we walked through the valley of the shadow of death,standing tall with my holding the light and showing you the way, but in defending you from the darkness I took a life 2day?
Would god understand that I killed to be saved, and because of my sin u were still alive 2day?
Paint me a tear drop, but don't you shed a tear.
What if J.C. would've said fuck the prophecy and went his own way?
Would good people still make it the pearly gates, or be sent back here to earth to sit and wait, for the next illegitimate son of god and his forced apon fate?
Thanks for giving your life for me even if most don't appreciate you for what was done, but I still believe because of you theres still a chance for my sons.
Life is like that you know, one minute your the sheppard, and the next your the sheep. but what about the ones who went away from the flock in search of thier own way?
Is thier any rest for the weary?
Saturn give me strength.
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