The Beginning and the End
We sing the song,
the song of life
We hear the song,
the song of death
As I sleep,
a sleep so deep,
I keep these words
these words to keep:
Deep down under, in a sea of green
lies a palace of gold
waiting for thee
Way high up, in a sky so blue
is a gateway of amber
through and through
Way down deep, in a place so hot
are seas of crystals
to be sought
Up on land, where life thrives
are greedy mammals
whom always die
Seas of amber, seas of gold
we wait for the truth to be told
Waves of death, oceans of life
we wait for the war, a righteous fight
The time is near
our cries be heard
the sounds of war
as death unfolds
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