I stand nearby at the Guardian's gate And realize there's no escape No choice left but to stand and wait I look on… I hear them whisper as they pass me by Each one staring from the corner of their eye "Yes I was wrong, it was no lie" ‘He' has won.
So much beauty, I see no flaws A place of rest for those indoors While I get punished for my disbelief, I stare on… I cling to the false comfort of emptiness Knowing that anything could be better than this Was I not created to be free? ‘He' has won.
If I was not supposed to question Then why did you give me free will? If I was to learn every lesson Why is it so easy to sin? If you wanted me to believe Then why were you never there for me? Why didn't you give me something in which I could confide Instead of all these fairy tales which I just can't abide?
So there is a life after you die; If they have one, then so do I Determination comes from my desperation I push on… I turn around to begin my search Feeling sorrow, feeling hurt Consolation comes from my condemnation I push on… If this is ‘Heaven' and I was wrong, Then I know where I belong