JUDGEMENT IS UP TO YOU

Wrong way ’round
Its a long way down
The winding road is long and narrow
Your reward bound to be harrow

You live your life
As if it were your own.
‘Twas a gift to you; not for keep.
A fertile land to be sown.
The Giver awaits to see what you reap.

Chorus —
The Last Judgment is up to you.
It all depends on what here you do.
The Giver of Life will have no need
For the Truth to proceed.
You will just know by then
Your own thoughts and actions will be your end.

As you say,
There is no God.
So you say,
All I have is mine, even this bod.

If life is a gift to you.
It must then be a gift to your child.
O right! God is no more.
You treat the life growing inside as a lore

Chorus —
The Last Judgment is up to you.
It all depends on what here you do.
The Giver of Life will have no need
For the Truth to proceed.
You will just know by then
Your own thoughts and actions will be your end.

I see a child alive.
Fingers and toes.
On each there are five.
Though she’s attached she knows,
You will never give her a chance to love and grow.
On your face, in your heart, it shows.

What will you do?
As you stand at the Awesone Judgment Throne.
You stand for all you did and said before you’re dead.
God then doesn’t know you, you’re disowned!
All that’s your past can’t be atoned.

The Last Judgment is up to you.
It all depends on what here you do.
The Giver of Life will have no need
For the Truth to proceed.
You will just know by then
Your own thoughts and actions will be your end.

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