When will we realize.
That we play the biggest roles.
Leading to demise.
Of our pure and divine souls.
In the fire pit of coals.
Maybe if we changed.
Maybe we could do better.
If we're not deranged.
We could write life a letter.
To pay off death, the debtor.
With our love of life.
Overcoming ways of sin.
Cut through with a knife.
Where the negatives begin.
That's how I know we will win.