Too Late When You're Dead


Time is a tired old man looking for a place to lay his head
Conscience failing, memory sailing grey hair falling off his head
Losing power every hour can''t keep control of his own mind
The Son will come again, you got to ask yourself will you be left behind.

chorus
Jesus is the way the truth and the life
No one goes to the Father but through Him
If you will know me then you will know Him
And you''ll truly know the Father
But you crucify than you tell a lie
What you seek is all but pleasure
You say "tomorrow and then I''ll follow"
But it''s too late when you''re dead.

Open up the paper take a look inside
Empty hollow killings is all you''ll find
It''s never good and never kind, it''s an anger in your mind
Your living room has become a World War III, It''s the clearest sign you''ll find.

chorus
God is love but you''ve heard this before
But He''s still knocking at your door
But when you die and go the hell
You will be living in torment.
But you crucify than you tell a lie
What you seek is all but pleasure
You say "tomorrow and then I''ll follow"
But it''s too late when you''re dead.

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