| Beyond the Skies | ||||||
| Yea, what sorrows dwell upon this earth What trials we must face From when we are brought forth in birth To when we leave this place We struggle through our lives each day To make the future bright That man might live while we're away For them, we stand and fight And yet it seems so pointless To fight so we can die And watch our strength grow less As soulds learn how to fly But, we find hope in one small thing-- That we are not alone-- And He will never fail to bring Purpose to what we've done edited |
So, take up your swords, your sharpened knives Come Pain and Sickness--All-- End them here and now--our lives-- And see our bodies fall Now, look not to the Earth for us For we have gone and fled Look not for us in the dust We're far beneath, and dead But, look upward toward those outstretched skies That cold and dark abyss For somewhere in that vastness lies A greater world than this |
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