On the day I go in
A band of dancers, around
A drum of wine for guest
I have lived and caroused life, will be said
The journey to the great beyond
begins,
With the loss of air
No tears, No dark linen
A debt to pay is death
At the end, we credit our Father

Pray
The feeling, I consume hate
The thought, I get it all late
The grace, I know little of my fate
The movement, I move, stuttering towards
  the gate

Amen
To the thoughts I own
To things I'll achieve
To the fact I'm grown
That nothing will make me grieve.

I wonder,
Why we thrive to attain much,
And it ends with eulogy in church?
Why we struggle to make ends meet,
Praying fervently at his holy feet?
Why we choose to live,
And make others believe?
Why we must know love,
And not given a handy glove?
I wonder,
When I go in six feet
Will I be in thy holy kit?
I am for the Lord
I wonder if he'll send His holy cord?

Why do we go to church?
To show our devotion
Or a dress-up to match the chapel?
To listen to what the preacher says
Or to sit next to a regular crush?
To go with one mind of worshipping
Or to make people worship your wears?
I ask Again
Why do we go to church?
To exalt the rich
Or to pray for sinners?
To oppress with chunks for donation
Or to give the last of ones own?
Why do we go to church??

NIGHT
Our introduction while pasting
a walk in classes with haste
started shortly with the lovely greeting
tis being planned, our meeting by sire fate

MORNING
Close your eyes, the event day
never fathomed the meeting will happen 'gain
"finally we meet, your number so i'll buzz everyday"
up in the mountains and valleys our kingdom reign

EVENING-NIGHT
The hidden desires, free outburst
fire meets gasoline, the match
both want our whole and not the crust
the demons in us, play a game of Russian rematch

As the bells ring for saints
to go into heavenly slumber
At sunset the grey-haired lay
in the box proper
Away from the moist air they'd
love to take in longer
Acute heartache stay, hours into days
as brothers go beyond the border
A chunk of charming choristers
sing hallelujah
A once happy home goes silent, a
loving sand goes yonder
Aaah! I, scared to go in now
pray to you merciful father.

Live a life people will want to have
Stop existing and start living
'cos tomorrow is unknown and our father
Knows already how it will end.
Love more and hate less, but don't be stupid
In all, Learn to Live Life Loud.