What are you gonne do on judgement day
Will you be in the queue with the most delays ?
Those are the signs for those who possess minds
Are you blind to the times ? Be kind

... Don’t play around on this earth
That wasn’t the reason for your birth, my birth
Emerge a search for the truth, don’t just look in books statistically doomed
By schools of thought derived from laws of fraud

We’ve been caught by a trade-off . Choice .
When we loose we didn’t choose to
Listen to that voice in the head , creeping down the throat
Stomach upset ! and then you play dead , yet…

There is only One and Their last left the Word
But the Word came with birth so when you hear it, you learn
But you don’t , why ? You’re not stoned ! Where’s the Herb ?
Meditate ! Faith comes with work

Tomorrow is too late , you can die today
The world is vibrating the Sound’s not ok
Play away ? Not me I must submit my clay
But what are you gonne do on judgement day ?

What are you gonne do, what are you…

Someone spoke the day of judgement what if it don’t come
I spoke well you are cool then ! Continue in your fun , right ?
But look outside it is midday and i don’t see light ! No it’s not in my mind
Blocks of buildings ! The sun can’t shine through

You’re living in the dark , don’t have a clue what to do
So you’re waiting like a fool , decorating your tools
Dissing the Book , materialism is the path you took
But look…

Life on earth is a waiting room , you can wait ,
Decorate and create your path . No point !
Think it through… See, the Path , Straight , at the end a Grave
With a sign : Don’t be late ! The busses won’t wait

The hook is there if you want the bait
It’s a ticket , one each , like a puzzle put the pieces straight
Have Faith ! Your Soul is at stake , don’t wanne chance the mistake
Of being lead astray , just incase I’ll have to think of something to say

But what are you gonne do on judgement day ?

The choice is with you , noone can ever make you do
Anything if you’re true to the thing within you
Nobody’s got a fucking clue , you just get judged on what you do
What you know what you feel

Drop the profile ! Be realistic !
An artificial mystic , there isn’t or there is !
If there isn’t , no big thing , We die and we can’t think
What if there is ? Shit pass the spliff

Repent ! I thought I knew what it meant
Boom ! The Paradox corrupting
Driving me insane but I can’t let my brain get lame