Lucifer's Fall Fall From Grace

You come here and you hold the bottomless pit; You've come to grips your life worthless; Whom am I to say; God doesn't force it on us, it's you this way; You've chosen to fall away; You've pick the ransom, but to your dismay; You didn't always, think this way; Should have prayed, should have stayed; Now in your imagination; You come across this perfect nation; Filled with love, joy, peace and harmony; Streets made of gold, God is the light; No more night, no need for the moon or the sun; Whom am I to say; God inter-workings are not ours to play; You didn't always, think this way; Should have prayed, should have stayed; and the beauty of it all as I survey; This place where I'm wanting to go one day; Such a haven; This place must be heaven; And you whom once have such a perfect, and beautiful face; Fallen, fallen, fell Fall Lucifer you whom have fallen from grace;