Sometimes I believe in Angels
In God and Heaven
Sometimes I dont know if it is there
When an innocent life is taken
A guilty life spared
Often times a merchant
Is waiting at the gate
Why is he let in
When I am still down here
Why was he taken from Earth
To walk through that gate
Judgment passes
But what about those down here
Who are living in Hell every day
Who has no deservance of it
A life is taken by Holy hands
It has done nothing
It has not yet lived the life it was given
Why would it be taken back
Indian giver prizes
Never take what you
Are not willing to give back
Though He saves us
He gives us free will
To do as we please
Yet He punishes us
Why should we do as we wish
When the punishment occurs so rapidly
We dont all learn
But we suffer from anothers mishaps
Why should we deal with an Indian giver
He is our God
He is our keeper
The keeper of fait and love
Of life and death
In God and Heaven
Sometimes I dont know if it is there
When an innocent life is taken
A guilty life spared
Often times a merchant
Is waiting at the gate
Why is he let in
When I am still down here
Why was he taken from Earth
To walk through that gate
Judgment passes
But what about those down here
Who are living in Hell every day
Who has no deservance of it
A life is taken by Holy hands
It has done nothing
It has not yet lived the life it was given
Why would it be taken back
Indian giver prizes
Never take what you
Are not willing to give back
Though He saves us
He gives us free will
To do as we please
Yet He punishes us
Why should we do as we wish
When the punishment occurs so rapidly
We dont all learn
But we suffer from anothers mishaps
Why should we deal with an Indian giver
He is our God
He is our keeper
The keeper of fait and love
Of life and death
