Heaven and Hell

Verse 1: In the close grip of the coffin, from hell to heaven's gate, Do you clutch the wishes silent, to the divine, you relate? Endure a moment longer, with your head bowed in wait, Yield to the coming end, yet in uncertainty, you hesitate. Verse 2: Feast each day, in the tomb's cold, silent embrace, For lost loves and the caress of flowers, we chase, Longing for the dawn, to new paths, we eagerly race, Don't clutch at fate's ledger, in its swift and fickle pace. Chorus: Embark again, life's broad sails catching the breeze, To lands of marvels, a bold new existence to seize, Cast off the daily trudge, let go of struggle and unease, Ascend like crested waves, from life's depths, we release. [Long Guitar Solo] Bridge: Confront the spin of the globe, its relentless twirl, In the dance of life, whether to contend or to unfurl. Chorus: Sup daily, in the quiet of the grave's confine, Cherish memories of love lost, and the flower's fine line, Anticipate the morrow, where new roads are yours and mine, Hold not to destiny's rush, let not its speed define. [Guitar Solo] [END] Chorus: Sup daily, in the quiet of the grave's confine, Cherish memories of love lost, and the flower's fine line, Anticipate the morrow, where new roads are yours and mine, Hold not to destiny's rush, let not its speed define. [Guitar Solo] [END]