Our time it seems is all used up.
This world of ours is at its end and here we stand.
One way or the other we choose to go
heaven or hell
which will it be?
which do you choose?
to fly up or to fall down?
up is the bright light, down is the dark side.
Our world it seems
is more dark then light
but there few of us out here, who carry a light
this light of mine... this torch to be... helps me
it helps others follow
it lightens their path
wont u come join me?
