What is the point of heaven
What is the point of hell
Heaven is the land of dreams
Hell is the land of screams

Now what is this reality
A place we can call living?
A place that everyday we stand for dreams and screams
Just to realize in the end it doesn't matter

As far as we can tell we fear the tomorrow we want it or not
For it does hold an unseen future for an seen past
That is the point of living, taking chances
Every day giving you a fortune cookie of live or death

What about hell
What about heaven
Everyday is the same in every countless division
No matter what you do you know your future's granted
Always know what's right behind you,
Always know your fate is sealed,
Everyday is a leisure or a seizure, does it matter?
When you realize everyday will be the same
What is the point of caring whether you want to end up in
Heaven or hell, a repeated senseless life in regulated borders
When reality is the place to care for with a wheel of fortune standing upon you everyday