What if the world ended in a fiery blaze mountains crumbled to the ground, and all that was left is a lingering haze not a whisper nor a sound? Just a vast barren emptiness as it was before time began, before there were stars and sunlight oceans rivers or man. Yet not sorrow fills our souls and in triumph our voices sing, glory be to our father above creator of all things. We're drawn to a light of luminous glow and there beyond heaven's gates, the river of life endlessly flows and our mansions in heaven await. Souls reunite once parted by death to be divided never again, rejoice in harmony for his promise he kept to all that believed in him.