There was a man who had a plan that took a bit of wit  He took the earth, made human birth  And left it all to sit  With just one guide he's set asidein which we were to learn  To choose his path or feel his wrath and go to Hell and burn!  We all believe in this way  Believing that we should all pray  Life slips away  No more beliefs  As violence and death comes our way  Its all the same, quite like a game but not upon a board  A complex one, not for fun - created by the Lord  You cannot win by choosing sin kwoning Hell awaits  Just sing his song and play until you reach the Gate  Such a struggle always trouble, not what you'd been taugh  Turn to sin and soon begin to loose your train of thought  Now to you, nothing true - you've lost your sense of care  And now the game is not the same and was never even fair