There was a man who had a plan that took a bit of wit

He took the earth, made human birth

And left it all to sit

With just one guide he's set asidein which we were to learn

To choose his path or feel his wrath and go to Hell and burn!



We all believe in this way

Believing that we should all pray

Life slips away

No more beliefs

As violence and death comes our way



Its all the same, quite like a game but not upon a board

A complex one, not for fun - created by the Lord

You cannot win by choosing sin kwoning Hell awaits

Just sing his song and play until you reach the Gate



Such a struggle always trouble, not what you'd been taugh

Turn to sin and soon begin to loose your train of thought

Now to you, nothing true - you've lost your sense of care

And now the game is not the same and was never even fair