Though out the age's mankind has suffered for Eve's sin
What gives?
No parole for our souls
Gentle our clock tick off
And closer we are to our end
What is it like to take our last breath of air?
The after world, you believe it too
1000000000 billions soul since the beginning
What are we all supposes to do
Talk to each one
What would we said - good to meet you?
What would we asked a soul about a billions years old about?
Or are we just going to hang out?
Talk about our family's plots
I don't know
I fact I don't care
Just want to be told were to go, because I have some question or two
What about -
All the murders all the rapes
All the wars all the swords
All the pain and all the lost
I look forward I disuse my grievances with the man above
I may asked for my union dues
May change my address too
My asked some beautiful thing to join me there
And try to make some sense of mankind's ways
