This bodies taken, it has been pulled away brought out of place.
Weve walked away with a corpse and weve got nothing left to lose.
What can we do with this, this empty shell, this doomed lifeless man.
What a reflection of our lives, what a dance in our minds, where will we go
what shall we do, we are sitting here wasting away without a purpose.
Im always looking forward, but ive got no destination, no compensation.
This unwholesome life this tattered dream, why am I here why dont I believe?
Im looking for answers, a purpose to this routine, where am I going what have I to gain?
Tell me my purpose, feed me some truth, you stand there as if you have something to say but the words never escape
your mouth.
I see this body, this soulless body, who told this man what truth did he receive.
I guess an ending to everything he was or is there something more?
Is this man burning? Do flames consume him? Is he paying for his mistakes or is he paying
for the fear of another mans fear to speak?
If someone had told him, where would he be, would he be with the angels would he be at his feet.
To think where this mans body lays and where his souls seperates, could have all been changed.
To think this mans fate lies within the words of another man, a man sent by the creator but a man who was
a coward, a man who was ashamed, now a man lay dead in his grave and his sould is chained to a lake.
Many men suffer and many men die, we with hold the truth and another man burns.
We tell ourselves theyll be reached by someone else, how can we know their faith, how
can we know where theyll end up.
What a responsibility we have took on, where souls lie in our hands, where some men burn
and some men live in paradise from the speech out of our mouths. Tongues of fire have power to
breathe life into men and death into others. Open your mouth and speak the truth to save another mans fate.