The world is here like you and her.
But who's the one that looks to see,
To see that things are running fine
And evil is not made divine.

To show them there are many ways,
To make good use of their days.
And not to hate and cling to fears,
But to love those whom they hold dear.

For on that final judgement day,
It's far too late to start to pray.
So love each day as your last,
Forgive all who harmed you in the past.

For their days are numbered here on earth,
They were from the time of birth.
So are each one wisely for you see,
That it's here who's watching you and her.