I Leave The Choice To You — Both Songs Stole My Heart

They say be good, your day will come,
When dust has claimed your beating drum.
Do right, refrain, obey, endure—
Eternal prize, can you be sure?

You give your youth, you give your prime,
For blessings placed beyond all time.
A heaven veiled in sacred light—
Too far to test, too vague to fight.

Pay now in full—wait for your prize.

Beyond all time, the promise lies.

In Christian tales, the stakes are high:
One life to win or burn and die.
In Islam too, your deeds are weighed—
Reward delayed, but debt is paid.

Buddhism loops through birth and death,
Each life a toll, each breath a test.
The wheel keeps turning, none are free—
Till lifetimes end your misery.

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Pay now in full—wait for your prize.

Beyond all time, the promise lies.
 

In families tied by ghosts and names,
You serve the dead with fire and flames.
Neglect the rites, and harm may come—
No rest for you, no peace for some.

And even when the gods are gone,
They say, “Your legacy lives on.”
Through nations, nature, kin unborn—
Your self erased, your duty sworn.

They ask for sacrifice today,
For something vast and far away.
No proof, no test, just trust and fear—
A distant prize you must revere.

Pay now in full—wait for your prize.

Beyond all time, the promise lies.