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Idle hands are the Devil's play things
A mindless body is God's
But people tried to think
They started to question it
Is it there anymore?
Was it even there?
Heven fell below us
Hell rose above us
Empty souls wander
Trying to be filled
Wanting to be filled
Waiting to be filled
They try to find the truth
But they're looking too hard
With no direction
No guidance
Nowhere to go
But not willing to go back
To even look back
If we fail
To Heaven we will fall
If they were right
To Hell we will rise
If we're right
Then what?
What will happen?
We race to prove others wrong
Without thinking it through
Only we can find out for ourselves
But we wait for some one else to do it