walk the good deeds

On this land we live and die

We must remember to walk the good deeds

Don't fall into the traps of the evil ways

We will sink in the lake of fire

We mustn't believe nobody will know

What we do behind close doors

We must think there will be somebody

Watching every movement in our lives

We mustn't fall for the sweet coated words

Blowing so coolly in our faces and hair

We will feel the comfort of it but of false hope

We will miss our focus and plundered down in the pit

There to welcome us with its burning gold

The heat of the hot summer days and nights

When we walk on the wrong side of our lives

We forget our gifts of the paradise...

So we must walk the good deeds

Let the photographs and memories

Singing our deeds of the good ways

When the time we will go from this land