Beneath the Earth, in a place, they call Hell
Can hear the ringing of satans bell's
Deliverance he calls to us all
Come with me and yee shall never fall
Above this Earth, in a place, they call Heaven
White pearly gates, clouds of dreams
Angel's are calling, Harps playing loud
Come with me he calls and yee shall never fail
On this ground a place, the call Earth
War's and distruction, Misery, and hurt
Have to decide on where we should go
Heaven or Hell
Does anyone know
I will not be an angel or one of satan's clan
I will be but a spirit and roam this land
I will be like a bird my soul will fly free
Away from the heartache and into a dream
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