Off the Top To the Bottem

Watch closely as life is clear to you mind hold on tightly as you so encouraged to be kind but what poupose will it serve when we will all fade into the clouds when mind,body,and spirit will curve CHARGE they yelled steping over the mounds taking count of the bloodshed like pigs to the slaughter We know were going to die but why do we wish to To meet your god, Your saint, Your creator Run to dusk though we all know we fade at dawn When you reach high and make it just know what goes up must come down Off the top to the bottem It's only a metaphore