If you think about it, it's sad,
how at the end of this charade,
we're buried in the ground,
and left there to decay.

We work so hard throughout our lives,
work to the bone,
just to be judged,
by a man on a throne.

But life's had me questioning recently,
what's real and what's a hoax.
Is the great beyond really real,
or a story handed down by old folk?

Because I sure hope that soldier,
that I saw buried today,
will go up to that great beyond,
and not lie there and decay.

I mean, after all,
he deserves it more than me.
He worked so hard, worked to the bone,
to support a family.

So God bless you, my grandfather,
for you, God waits.
Just promise you'll be the first to greet me,
at the pearly gates.