Dreamer کے بول

I'm sitting empty and shatterd on my bed a heavy storm rages in my head I dream a daydream that makes me very sad and I just don't know if I'm alive or dead There is only one thing I want to know: what will happen when I'm gone? Will I see Jesus and all his saints? Will I see God? is there a chance? I don't think that there is a paradise I don't think that there is a hell I think that we all are taht we are made to so noone could be punished for his sins I think I'm swimming in a lake without a bank the water is very rank I'm dreaming of flowers and of land it's like I'm standing in quick-sand And if I'd dream in that lake would would my life be at stake? I know I'll never be really gone but how will I live on?