That this is all there is
They wonder if nothing waits
After a long journey and wrath
When every act leads to hate
The first must finally be last
I resist, persist in my belief
My flesh called out to, taken
My soul is called to be released
This world, now well forsaken
Lord I haven't been deceived
I am so ready for the pine box
This flesh of mine faded in time
To a beat of the doomsday clock
God let such a fire burn inside
That your eternity can be perceived
