Why are we who we are?
Why do we live our lives like this?
Full of turns and twists,
We need to quit all the violence,
So all that we have left is the silence,
The silence that everyone would love to hear,
So we have no fear,
Fear that someday this whole world is going to hell,
And we'll all get to hear the horrible bell,
The horrible bell that says we are dead,
Our soul lives on to burn in hell,
But only the people that did wrong,
That took the violent world that we live in to down the road,
The road that took us all to the worst place you could ever be,
That is he hell with the Devil,
Who is mean as can be.